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Awakening

My parents married really young and had a total of 12 kids. Sadly, eight died in infancy, leaving them only four to raise...

In the Blink of a Bloodshot Eye

Addiction isn’t picky. Trust me. You can come from family dinners and a good education and still fall into dependence. I sure as hell did...

Life Without Drugs

More to get him to shut up than anything else, I walked to the sliding glass doors. I’ll be damned. Two dudes were climbing the fence...

No Longer a Victim

People used to look at me and see nothing more than an addict who couldn’t keep a needle out of her arm long enough to...

To Capture the Light Again

My mom gave birth to me in...Lagos State, Nigeria...but I should say, I come from a polygamous background. My dad had two wives...

There Is Life After Opioids

Good, no one had robbed me of my pain pills. I pulled out my trusty relievers and tossed a handful back. I could be without a home...

The Street Artist

I grew up on a large council estate with high-rise flats as far as the eye could see. It was full of crime, poverty, and drug addicts...

A Misfit’s Redemption

I knew my peers, for we had been playing football in the streets since we could walk. Just as any normal kid would, I settled...

At the Finish Line

I mean things started out pretty normal I guess, but at the age of three, my mom committed suicide due to drugs and alcohol...

The Wound Is Where the Light Comes In

Being the granddaughter of a famed, yet tormented writer is both a blessing and a curse. My grandmother and the other women in my line...