The Sociopath and Me: A Love Story

Because of the overwhelming messages I've received from my Narcissist's Harem post a couple of years ago, I'm continuing my story. I'm lifting the veil of shame from choices I've made and want to share the personal lessons I've taken with me along this ever-evolving road of self-discovery. If there's one thing I've learned through exposing intimate … Continue reading The Sociopath and Me: A Love Story

Your Crazy is Showing

So here's the thing. I'm crazy. Not in a Have the Lambs Stopped Crying, Clarice? crazy. But enough to warrant psychotherapy and be excused from the occasional jury duty order (my bright idea that, no doubt will kick my kharma down the road, I'm sure). So how crazy is my Crazy? Being an adult entertainer in my former life … Continue reading Your Crazy is Showing

Crazy is the new black

Being medicated is like being in the criminal system: once you get locked in, it’s hard to get out. I’ve been called coke whore, boozer, pill-popper and just plain crazy. I have answered to all. When unsupervised, my brain can be chaos. Thanks to self-induced damage from decades of abuse and good old-fashioned hard-wiring there … Continue reading Crazy is the new black