Jagged Little Pill For longer than I’d like to admit, I allowed my addiction to hold me in some odd state of self-imprisonment.  My seemingly uncontrollable drive to “be productive,” or DO has been my jagged little pill, with edges ranging from ice pick sharp to moderately smooth, but the pill remains. Here are some observations: it does, on occasion still get the best of me the more I’ve attempted to manage, control, coerce, or tease-out through logic, the more I’ve failed the more I’ve failed, the more I’ve felt like a failure So, where is the hope? Look To Continue reading >>