Sara

The days were getting warmer, and the heat was doing nothing to help with stress and anxiety. I searched through the back cupboards to find the beer I was looking for. When I found it, I popped the top quickly and swallowed three Advil along with my first gulp. I closed my eyes and waited. I wanted the relief to be instantaneous.

After a minute, I dragged myself out of the dark, damp liquor closet and back into the kitchen. Even with the air conditioning ...