Today I am celebrating 3 months sober. I’m 3 months alcohol-free and that freedom is something well worth celebrating but I am MAD! I am so mad at the big lie that is alcohol. I am so mad that alcohol gets its hooks into people and won’t let go, and that turning your back on
This week I’ve been reading Courting the Wild Twin, by Martin Shaw, which explores the myth that we all have a wild twin who was tossed out the window when we were born, and who carries with them much of our own wildness and vitality. Old folktales about our wild twins encourage us to mend
I read Marc Lewis’ book Biology of Desire when I was 8 months sober. It was the last of many books that I read that year on the topic of addiction and recovery. The interesting thing about Marc’s book was that unlike the other books I read it did not inspire me to stay sober
I have been anticipating my first alcohol-free holiday season in more than 20 years with some dread, already casting about in my mind for ways to make it bearable without a wineglass in my hand. Even though my social life is much less frantic than during my working years, there are many things I cherish
