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Equilibrium

The Fuck it Bucket : Two Years Later Two years ago I wrote an article called ‘The fuck it bucket’, which seems to have been doing the rounds ever since. I wrote it from the perspective of someone who had been sober for a couple of years. And whereas much of it holds true, in

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Distraction and the art of candlemaking

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

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There is no Truth

sober reflection

When I was drunk, and in my early years of sobriety, I believed wholeheartedly in ‘the truth’. Now, I’m not so sure. The problem with the word ‘truth’ is that there are as many truths as there are people, because truth, to my mind, is a matter of perspective. I now prefer to deal with

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The Fuckit Bucket

water dragon, related with sober living

If you’ve ever given up drinking you will have read a myriad of articles proclaiming how fabulous life is sober: 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 whoop-whoop

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