I Didn’t Understand the Black Lives Matter Movement, But Now I Do

I woke up super early this morning and braved the elements. My mind was running while running through the dark cold. Something made me think of the incidents below and it felt shameful, so I decided to blog about it, even though it has nothing to do with sobriety. When I was about 18, IContinue reading “I Didn’t Understand the Black Lives Matter Movement, But Now I Do”