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Megan and I gave each other a high five about this this morning: we are still here.

We could not be. But we are. Her in spite of the MS, me in spite of the brain tumor.
Sometimes, I'm amazed by my own ability to survive poverty. I'm even more amazed by how effectively I can hide it. Drinking makes it easier, because drinking erases the future, makes the money flow easily from my fingers. Suddenly, I'm finding an ATM, a late-night pizza place, buying a(more)
I rant and rave and pull your hair (instead of mine). Did you know that you are turning gray? I've thrown things at you. I've broken things. I've screamed at the top of my lungs and spewed hatred all over you. You have a scar. It runs down your(more)