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George suffered from schizophrenia for years before an official diagnosis was made. It changed him completely. I could no longer recognise my husband. And after he was dismissed from psychiatric care, it only got worse. For months he stayed home, ate very little, if at all, ignored the doctor’s orders. He just walked around, none … Continue reading Who Are You
Today's prompt: "Pretend you're a recovering alcoholic who falls off the wagon at a high school reunion. Start your story with 'I hadn't had a drink in nearly ten years' and end it with 'If only I could remember where I left my pants.' I kind of wrote, not really knowing where it was going. So, with that in mind, enjoy!
I walked to the lake today. The sun had barely risen, and the world was quiet. Unmoving. I saw you in every parked car I passed. Turning the volume down to a respectable level. Both hands tight on the steering wheel, in the 10-2 formation our mother taught us, that I never listened to, that … Continue reading Some Things Never Change
