The Small Bow

Emotional Work; The End

Emotional work does have an end. If it doesn't, why bother?

Way Too Personal Essays Primary category in which blog post is published

You Smell Like Methadone

For this round of Inverse Pitching, we asked our readers to submit memorable smells that reminded them of miserable times. "Whiffs of nostalgia," if you will. Seriously, when was the last time you thought about Stetson cologne? Enjoy these six entries.

Things We Lost Running Around Out There, Acting All Crazy

We collected as many quiet confessions from some of our readers about what they believe was lost due to their alcoholism, drug misuse, or overall idiocy and selfishness. We didn't ask for full sentences, just a couple words. Here's what came up for them.