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A thank you letter to CPS

I wrote a thank you letter to CPS. For those parents who haven’t been visited by a social worker from Child Protective Services, it’s one of the scariest, most gut-wrenching knocks to open the front door to. I was angry, hurt, embarrassed, sad, and suspicious. Who would have

Anatomy of an Apology

My apologies used to be selfish. While I thought that I meant them, they were far more driven by a subconscious desire to be released by the other person from what I’d done wrong. The feeling that I’d disappointed someone else, and not hearing “You’re forgiven” after

I'm not perfect?

A man I met named Edwin Edeberi once told me, “Practice doesn’t make perfect. Practice makes improvement.” When I first heard him say it, I liked the way it sounded and how it felt, but I couldn’t truly make sense of it. When you move through childhood and

Anxiety Monster

When you spend much of your adult life not just questioning your self-worth, but doubting that you’re anything more than worthless, it’s near impossible to have close relationships with others. Up until about five and a half years ago, I would constantly be stuck in my head, with

The Launch

Today it begins. After feeling a banging in my chest to do something more to export a message of hope that I’ve continued to find in my recovery group after getting sober almost six and a half years ago, I choose now to begin with something small. I’m

About Jigsaws...

About Jigsaws...

This is Jigsaws, a brand new blog by Michael Knittel that's just getting started. After six and a half years clean and sober, the author of these ramblings decided to start getting them out of his head, and into your hands. The writings contained here are his own