One of the craziest things about being sober is being caught in some sort of time-space continuum.The first few sober days are horrible. I can still remember that feeling of clinging onto the edge of a cliff by my very short fingernails: the awful cravings and the sleeplessness. The sleeplessness was the pits. For me,
Tinkering around the edges of being sober is a very dangerous game to play. Give yourself a reason to drink, and you probably will
If you’ve ever given up drinking you will have read a myriad of articles proclaiming how fabulous life is without booze: words of hope, words of praise, page upon page of unimaginable achievement. Since I stopped drinking 4.5 years ago I’ve become increasingly aware that these articles are pretty one-sided tending to focus on the
I, like many others who found themselves in a cyber-community learning to develop a better attitude towards alcohol, had a visceral horror of AA. With me, it was very personal. My drunk brain lay virtually all of the blame for my misfortunes down to the fact that my ex-husband became so involved, so wedded to
Sure, there will be bad days when I will ponder the causes of my addiction, but as time goes by they will be fewer and further between. I will be buoyed by the fact that today, I behaved with dignity, today I did not people please, today I did not do something that went against my better nature thus causing sadness and resentment. Today I held my head high and demanded to be treated with respect because I am worth it.