Losing Control
One day late last September I walked through the doors of JOLT. I had no idea what I was walking into or what to expect, but it didn't take long before the dam burst and floods of tears followed. I didn't event know what I was looking for anymore, but I'd gotten so low and desperate, I knew this was my last chance. I'd been hiding from the world for five years- I wasn't prepared for the warmth and kindness I received. The word 'art' and all the scary connotations it brought w
