On The Fringe
You ever wonder what life's like on the outside? Always looking in, never fitting any where, wandering the country side in search of adventure. Have a glimpse into one wanderers path.
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Then I kicked her out in Life On The Fringe
I often wish when I come across these lost kids like my ward that I either A) got to them sooner, or B) had some actual method of enforcement that wasn’t simply cruel. But I also freely admit th...
Abuse in Life On The Fringe
I seem to find it creeping in on the corners of the edges of my world, it is not something I take lightly. I step back and I objectively look at the facts of the situation; the facts outside of ...
Where We're At in Life On The Fringe
[1:27a] My Ward went off to rehab. That was a trial. She showed up to the house high as a kite, detoxed, set-up rehab, and then bolted. Her mother seems insistent on undermining her, so she st...
My Ward in Life On The Fringe
It’s fitting, and amusing really, that my mate was the one to call her My Ward first. It was probably a month ago now when I was chatting to my mate on facebook and gave a worried update when he ...
over and back and over again in Life On The Fringe
Been a little bit since I was here. Things are steadily on the insane side. My Ward has gotten sober and fallen off the wagon 3 times now. She’s drying out for the 4th time in some youth homele...
10:27pm in Life On The Fringe
Currently sitting in my room, about to eat some green medicated chocolate, drinking hard root beer, and smoking more green medication on top of the bit I’m eating while watching a Sinatra documen...
You Don't Fit In in Life On The Fringe
I was born right on the cusp of cultural change. Having divorced parents, or both parents working, only started to become an acceptable normal thing when I was a young child. My mom was a stay-...
More Relevant Bits & Pieces in Life On The Fringe
So the reason my mom is the one to inform me about my kid is she’s the only one in my actual blood line who has a relationship with her. How is that, you wonder. Well, to sum it up in a not bor...
And then on Saturday... in Life On The Fringe
Everything has been topsy turvy. I can’t seem to go more than a few weeks without what would be life changing curve ball being thrown at me. I phrase it this way since when you are thrown these...
The Introduction in Life On The Fringe
I’ve been here, I’ve been there. I’ve wandered, both alone and on auto follow. I used to write a lot, but I lost that voice and found a few others. Picked up an old voice I hadn’t used for a w...
