One day not too far from now you will wonder what happened to your life. Why you didn’t end up pursuing your dreams, or making more of your life. Taking chances and thinking ‘what the hell’. Loving more, Travelling more, Seeing more.What did that magic bottle hold? What grip did it take on your life. What promise did it really fulfill?
Category: Sober Perspective
If you’ve read anything about how to stop drinking you’ve most likely heard of the wine witch, Wolfie, the monkey on your back, or any number of metaphorical monsters used to describe the little voice in your head. The voice that suggests “just one drink”. Just one drink after you have fought so hard to
I wasn’t a black out binge drinker and I didn’t come close to hitting any kind of rock bottom. I just decided it was time to take a break from the booze. As a mother and as a woman my wine time wasn’t serving me well anymore. Today is day 48 alcohol-free for me and
I’ve been musing about recovery and how, perhaps it follows the template set by Jesus’s resurrection two millennia ago (I’m a non church going Christian, fyi). Jesus had been in the desert for 40 days, praying and preparing, knowingly, for his death. He was tempted many times by the devil, but pushed away wealth, power
The Lizard in the Wall I had dropped a friend off at an appointment and agreed to wait until they were finished. It was going to take a bit of time so I went for a short stroll. I’m not one to walk fast unless it is for exercise. If there is a destination in