Enough about my story. For now, anyway. I want to know yours.
Tell me a story about your loved one.
If you lost a child, I want to know more about that child. Tell me something about him. Or her.
If someone you love is using, tell me a story about the person deep down inside. I want to know more about you guys. Don’t think because it’s your sister, brother or best friend, you can’t tell me the story. I want you to think about who they are or were while you are writing it.
I decided today this is a two-way street. Kind of like an emotionally naked support group.
So let the stories begin. Go on. Get to writing. I shouldn’t have to do all the work here.