Resurrection & renewal through recovering out loud
In the Western world, our minds and our bodies are generally considered separate entities. The belief that somehow our brains and our bodies are not connected has always seemed strange to me, from a young age I knew deep down that it couldn’t possibly be true. How could two things that are so complexly intertwined possibly... Continue Reading →
Today is March 21, 2018. Exactly two years ago today I went to my first AA meeting. Desperate, out of excuses, and about to give up, I dragged myself to a very unfamiliar place. I finally felt understood. This morning, I returned to AA after almost two years without it (I only went for a... Continue Reading →
I was nominated for the Unique Blogger Award by Scarlett's BPD Corner. First of all, thank you so much! I didn't think anyone really read my blog, so the mere fact that she has seen it and liked it means a lot to me 🙂 Scarlett shares her life through the lens of being diagnosed with... Continue Reading →
Last night I worked an event at a venue downtown. I'm getting my business off the ground so I pick up catering and other serving gigs when I can for a little extra cash. For one, it's the skill I have that can help me earn money right now, and even though I'd prefer to... Continue Reading →
Today marks my third celebration of 90 days sober from alcohol in the last two years. Third time's a charm, right?! Instead of focusing on how discouraging it can be to try at something and fail, I'm going to concentrate on the fact that I was able to bounce back right after slipping up this last... Continue Reading →
Last night I saw on Instagram that The Ellen Show made a video interviewing children about their mother's drinking habits. There are many cues to problem drinking in this clip that are not only ignored but glorified. To make matters worse, Popsugar posted the video clip with a caption: "Kristen Bell Asks Kids If Their Moms... Continue Reading →
New year's Eve is always such a big deal. Everyone plans and plans, and sets their expectations high, and spends money on ridiculous outfits and shoes and hair and make-up (don't get me wrong, dressing up is lovely sometimes, but NYE tends to be a little over-the-top), and we make prestigious dinner reservations, and buy... Continue Reading →
"If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill..." + Rumi I made a mistake. Whatever I decide to call it in the end (a misstep, a relapse, a downfall, a misjudgment, a failure, a trip-up, a boo-boo... or, as the voice in my head tends to put it: a fuck up), it happened, I fell... Continue Reading →
3 months. 12 weeks. 90 days. 2,160 hours. However you want to put it, it seems like forever, yet at the same time, no time at all. I keep bouncing back and forth between "Man, I've come so far!" and "Man, I have so far to go!". Today, I will try to just focus on... Continue Reading →
