The Confrontation – Con’t…

The following is an excerpt from my memoir, Saturation I turned back around without saying a word, glopped some food into a bowl and took a seat  at a table next to the beverage cart.  The longer I didn’t say or do anything, the angrier I got.  I couldn’t eat.  I could hardly sit still. Continue reading “The Confrontation – Con’t…”

Sick Dick

Continued from chapter 3 of my memoir: Saturation https://www.amazon.com/Saturation-Memoir-Jennifer-Place/dp/1461018129 It took just over two short months before I became aware of how unhealthy his attachment to me had grown. And I allowed it. I participated. He gave me what I wanted – alcohol. We became like two sick spiders intertwined in a foul emotional web.Continue reading “Sick Dick”