I have recently had what some might call, a spiritual awakening. A series of strange occurrences took place which left me with more questions. Questions like, why me, why now, … Continue reading The Spiral
My name is Sarah Jones and I am a writer, storyteller, and advocate for mental health, addiction, and social justice. I began this website at the urging of my boyfriend Jason Campbell, in January 2019. I was having a tough time processing my grief after my husband, Keith, died by suicide October 23, 2017. Jason thought I should share my life experiences to help other sufferers but mostly, to help myself. He was on to something... Sadly, tragedy struck again and Jason died by suicide January 22, 2020. Not a day goes by that I don't think about the two loves of my life that I was so fortunate to have. I hope that by fighting the stigma of mental illness and addiction, I can honor their memory and make them proud, wherever they are, out there among the stars...
I have been having a problem since my boyfriend Jason died. My problem is that I have been unfairly blamed for his death. Being blamed has taken a toll on … Continue reading The Blame Game
I decided to get the hell out of Oklahoma for a while. I just needed a break, badly. I have a lot of family and a few friends in Georgia, … Continue reading Southbound
I have been dealing with so much trauma, and I am having a hard time processing it. It’s so strange how one can be surrounded by loving, supportive people, and … Continue reading A Bond By Tragedy
The world has been put in a huge time out, and although this worldwide pandemic is scary, a time out is something I think we needed. It’s natural to take … Continue reading It’s All Happening
I have been really bad about taking time to just relax, write, and just be me lately. I’m always worried now-a- days. The entire world is worried right now with … Continue reading Life Is Ticking By
You may have noticed I’ve taken a break from writing, you may have not noticed at all. I had to put it down for a minute because every thought I … Continue reading A Break
I came back to me and Jason’s apartment yesterday about noon. I had good intentions of packing since I have the moving truck on Monday, but I didn’t do much … Continue reading Packing My Life
Home is such a nice word and I never realized how lovely it is to feel “at home” until recently. Following my boyfriend’s death, our apartment no longer felt like … Continue reading Home
I am still in shock. I know this because I am not really dealing with Jason’s death. I have so much on my plate right now, it’s kind of ridiculous. … Continue reading Is This Fucking Real?
I talked to a psychic the other day. If you don’t believe in that kind of thing, open your mind a little bit because I’m here to tell you, that … Continue reading This Bitch Of A Road
I don’t know what to do with myself. I feel my mind drifting from reality into a dark place it hasn’t been to in a long time. I need my … Continue reading What Am I Supposed To Do Now?