Alcohol kills. Yes, it really does. But it’s often a slow and very complex decline and the ‘cherry on the cake’ of already blighted lives. This UK research study into Assessment Reviews of people who died from alcohol shows how complex it is. We must learn to stop stigmatising. First, we stop stigmatising ourselves: so
As I write this now I feel just so and happy and proud for having resisted the cravings of a Saturday night because what’s on the other side of that makes it all worth it. And what was once a garden of earthly delights is now a minefield. I’ve made a commitment to myself to exhchange all that life for a way of living which is more substantive and more meaningful. It’s not always easy, but it is worth it and it is right I strongly believe.
Like some of you, I have a difficult time knowing when to stop. As someone here in the Boozemusings Community has put it so well “My on/off switch is broken”. I would add that in my case it’s sometimes, not all the time. I have not hit rock bottom and I haven’t been a daily
I’m not long into this current incarnation of being Alcohol-Free. And there are days I wonder if it is necessary. My tack this time around is to say, ‘well…if you want that sidecar, we can do that tomorrow, sweetcakes. Right now, let’s just let this hibiscus tea steep.’ So far that – combined with a
Who am I? A question I have asked myself many times over my life. If I think carefully and honestly, the answer has never changed. What has changed is my reluctance to accept the answer. As we grow we learn many things about ourselves. We also learn what others expect of us and the visions
