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Jeremy Brown 1989 (Wyoming)


“I don’t know why I do this to myself. I wish I had the will to say no. The taste that’s left in my mouth is so sour. I feel like such a coward.

I’m doing everything I can but it’s all I want to devour. I can’t believe this addiction of mine has so much power and control of my life. I don’t feel whole and I walk with strife.

This is such a hideous affliction. I desire to see the day I’ll be strong enough. I’m looking for a glimmer of hope. I feel the fire in me and it’s deep. I hate this conviction. Sometimes I feel like a walking contradiction. I just want to get back on my feet.

If you only knew the things I go through. This lifestyle is so unattractive. Sometimes it’s a shit show. I’m just striving to survive. It’s true what they say though, you reap what you sow.”

~Jeremy Brown~
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Written on January 15, 2022

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Jeremy Brown

I’m from Casper, Wyoming and I started to write to help myself through alcoholism, depression, anxiety and anger. I found it to be a very healthy outlet to alleviate my emotions and thoughts. Plus it turned into a fun hobby. I couldn’t keep bottling everything up anymore because I felt like I was going to snap. Once I started to write I wanted to write about what I was going through and dealing with in my life in a poetic/lyrical way if you will. I hope my writings help provide people with hope and to let them know they’re not alone when it comes to these issues. I also hope my writings inspire someone else to get sober or write. If I can touch or make a difference in someone’s life I would be extremely humbled and thrilled. more…

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