Strong Women are like Corvettes. Everyone thinks they want one. That is, until they get one. Both seem like a lot of fun, from the outside. They can move very fast, seem to rule the road, and take the curves of life in stride. In many cases, their power alone can make them beautiful. Continue reading “Life On The Edge: Strong Women and Corvettes”
This one of the saddest stories about me, but I don’t remember it at all. It serves to remind me of the impermanence of life, but also of the basic goodness of mankind. My father died suddenly at age 26. He was driving while drunk and pulled his car out in front of a semiContinue reading “The saddest story I don’t remember”
I got Covid. This is my experience and recovery: I am finally feeling more like myself. I realize I cannot push myself too hard. I need to let my body recover. I have had many friends ask me about what this was like for me – to have and recover from. I thought maybe documentingContinue reading “My CV19 Journey and Recovery”
All the people I have met that are or want to be sober talk about “the other” in their life. Some borrow the name “Wine Witch” from a popular “Quit Lit” book. Some call her by other names. I have heard her called “Booze Bitch,” “Champaign Cunt,” and even “Zelda.” I call mine ALA. TheContinue reading “Sobriety: Talking yourself out of it.”
Well, not exactly the end of the word… But definitely the end of who you used to be. As a chronic drinker, occasional binge drinker, or every-day morning-to-night drinker, the alcohol becomes a part of you. It is how your friends and family see you. It is how you see yourself. Sometimes, it becomes aContinue reading “Sobriety and finding a friend for the end of the world.”
Two weeks ago today, I was have a pretty rough day. I want to preface this post by saying that “Quit Lit” is amazing and inspiring – but sometimes it feels a little out of touch with my reality. I can relate to the successes and to their “pre-sobriety lives,” but you very infrequently hearContinue reading “Sobriety – Growth, Failure, Vulnerability, and a Milestone”
Last night was a bit tough for me. It may seem counter-intuitive, but I don’t like to blog when I’m in the middle of intense feeling, or even journal for that matter. When I later read the journal entries written by an impassioned me, I find my thoughts to be disjointed and irrational. I needContinue reading “Sobriety – day 12 (again) – White knuckling. Strength is where you find it.”
Goals: Trying to master going alcohol-free while not ruining my diet.
Effort status: Failing at one of those goals.
As a young person, drinking is an act of rebellion. As an adult, not drinking is. It’s your journey. Keep. Fucking. Going.
I realize my life is like my favorite coffee cup.The outside is a little damaged and that damage is visible to others.I’m not 100% sure how the damage occurred.It can’t realistically be returned to original condition. But that is okay.I don’t need to explain the damage to anyone, and I am allowed to still loveContinue reading “Day?? : Coffee, Contemplation & Contentment”