CONFESSIONS OF AN OUTLAW JUNKIE

Just Long, Strange Trippin’ The Golden Road To Recovery

C

Shit, I grew up wanting to play professional sports, wanting to never grow up, but grew up way too fast …wanting to go to college and be “something”! I did a few of those things, became a Registered Nurse, and became a junkie, too. This is a confession, my personal confession, and as I write it I’ll add it. I hope it helps someone not make the mistakes I did, or learn from them … Or, feel less alone.

This is my story. It’s personal. It’s particular. It’s peculiar. It’s complex. It’s daft. It’s dark. It’s authentic. It’s unfeigned. It’s abrasive. It’s sabulous & fabulous. And, it’s Mine. If this confession helps just one person feel less alone, then I did what I set out to do by writing this. I do, however, hope to make many feel less alone. I am here. Hit me up, don’t be afraid to reach out. Let’s help each other, rather than hinder.

Much, Much Love & Support!

Stella Blue