“With my reckless behavior it was commonplace to beat down others for my own benefit. I found myself alone. Ridiculously alone . . . an unnecessary beating of wills.”
“My busyness eventually caught up with me. When my world stopped spinning for a moment, I realized my productivity didn’t have much to show for itself. My forward began to rotate backward. And, my band aid had finally started to lose its stickiness.” .
“The sun wasn’t up yet and it was still very dark when I entered the freeway. The highway patrol said they had their lights on me for a while before I pulled off the freeway at my exit to go home.” Born and raised in northern California, Christina has made…
“For the whole decade of my twenties, I was enrolled in some class or another at the local junior college, working at least two jobs (mostly waiting tables at night and working in retail or at the health club during the day), and burning through relationships. Those usually ended in…