There’s a lot of things that changed when I got sober. I stopped waking up hungover. I stopped eating whole cloves of garlic to mask the booze on my breath before my husband got home from work. I stopped ignoring my kids. I stopped feeling hopeless and helpless and like the only thing I was…
I Drove Drunk Again.
I drove drunk again. I lie here, in my bed, trying to piece together the shattered details of an ordinary night gone straight to hell. I remember swerving. Closing one eye so I could focus on the blurry road in front of me. Did I hit something? Or worse, did I hit someone? I know…
Thirsty
Seven years ago today, I woke up hungover. And thirsty. Thirsty for peace. Thirsty for answers. Thirsty for freedom from the unquenchable thirst I had for the one thing that continually left my heart and my soul parched: alcohol. Seven years ago today, I woke up hungover. And scared. Scared of how…
Look What I Found….
I had just organized my emails by recipient while looking for something I had recently sent to my editor, when an old email to an online AA support group I had once been a member of caught my eye. The subject line is “Relapse:” well I have only posted here once i think, and i’ve…
Why I Don’t Have Any New Year’s Resolutions (and Maybe You Shouldn’t Either)
I got sober on an unexpected evening in June. I inhaled my last Marlboro light in the early hours of a September morning I’ve pledged to be more kind more present less selfish once in March, twice in August, a half -dozen times between Halloween and Thanksgiving Today I woke up without…
Amy Winehouse Dies at 27
Amy Winehouse is dead. I found out just a little while ago, when I sat down in front of my computer. I read the headline on my homepage and it took my breath away. And then I cried a little. She wasn’t my friend. She wasn’t even my favorite artist (th0ugh her talent was unmistakable)…
To Thine Own Self Be True
I finally got my five-year chip this morning. After a hairy start to the day, my logic, the part of me that said I had a sink full of dishes, a calendar full of deadlines, a small window of time to clean and cook before the boys returned from summer school, took a backseat to…