On February 12th, 1994, I was 17 years old and living in a halfway house in Opelousas, Louisiana, when I decided to do something different. I wasn’t deciding to stay sober for the rest of my life; I didn’t even think I had five years in the future as a certainty. The day before, I […]
Here is the anniversary post that comes every year: 11 years of davideverettfisher dot com and nine years of my cancer diagnosis. I reflect on my past more than my birthday or AA anniversary. How come me? Next month I will be forty fucking seven years old. I will also visit an oncologist to see […]
All I’ve wanted to do since getting the tip of my thumb bit off by a dog is write about it. While I can write this, it is clumsy and hurts a little. I went to a campout in Vermont. It is down the road from where Bill Wilson, one of the founders of AA, […]
It seems that this blog just isn’t putting out the content that I would envision. I sit and stare at walls thinking up great ideas that could someday sit here and entertain my readers, but I won’t stop staring at the wall, I think about how I’m so tired, too sad, or empty to create. […]
The longer I’ve gone the harder it has gotten to write anything. I sit in therapy and shrug off the trauma and the feelings and wish to reawaken the creative muses who no longer sing for me. It’s not that I am having writer’s block, I am full of ideas that fill my […]
I couldn’t find the quote where it says that if you try to protect yourself from sadness you will protect yourself from happiness. This is the perfect quote for where I am today. I sit at the precipice of something amazing and something terrifying. Nicole & I are buying a house here in Providence, Rhode […]
Monday of Labor Day here in Rhode Island became a torrent rain storm that flooded the streets and even demolished a building. The rain was so refreshing after so many days of just hot humidity. It feels like walking through an old oven. Even sitting on the beach, the sun just cooks you and the […]
Today I celebrate 28 years without drugs and alcohol. There is a lot I want to say about this year since it feels like so much has happened. I feel restricted by how I want to say it because of how little I’ve been writing these last few months. I have stared at that first […]
Tornadoes are touching down, and we are on the top floor. The lightning and thunder are instantaneous. Fear is such a hard feeling to decide whether to give in to it or ignore. If the fear is true, we can die; if the fear is false, we can miss out on living. Sometimes when I […]
This past September was my seventh anniversary of being diagnosed with cancer. I wrote a blog about it. It was the last one I wrote. I’ve spent the last week going through the medical motions of getting a new PCP, an Oncologist, and trying and maintain my health. I have been told the chances of […]