Home Is Where the Bodies Are

by Jeneva Rose

I’m trying to say Mom as many times as I possibly can because I know I’ll never call another person that again.

You can’t trust people with an addiction because in many cases, like mine, their addiction is stronger than their word.

As we age, we shed layers of ourselves, disintegrating like any other organic material, but some of us just break down faster than others.

“Feeling dead while your body still walks this earth is far worse than being dead.”

Addiction has made me do the worst things to the people I love most—Beth being one of them. So, like I said, I can’t blame her for no longer wanting to help me, but I can still hate her for it. Maybe that’s the addiction talking.

Resentment only poisons the person who consumes it, not the one it’s intended for.

I spent my whole life being nervous up until I realized that life happens in between the beats of our own heart, and if it thumps too fast, there’s no space for us to live.