I struggled for years with the question am I an alcoholic. I tried and tried again to control my drinking but would find myself reaching for the “reward” of a glass or two of wine night after night. Those two glasses led to a bottle, a bottle and a half, or more, and I couldn’t
Beouf Hache or Through the Mincer : That’s what I’ve been doing to myself for the past few months. Cutting myself up into tiny little pieces then feeding them through the mincer. Sometimes, it’s an electric mincer, but mostly it an ancient hand mixer. The electric mincer is fast and messy. The hand mincer churns
Drinking alcohol has been sold to us as the elixir of life since we were young children… I ‘m not buying it anymore and haven’t for a long time.
I was eight months happily sober when I celebrated my first alcohol-free Christmas as an adult. I’d been blogging about sobriety in a community called Hello Sunday Morning since the previous March and was as rock solid as could be. But then December hit and I was suddenly raw and fragile as my first month
When I stopped drinking, I thought that life was going to become blah. I thought that I was going to become a rather dull, uninspired individual and I honestly had no idea how I was going to get from 5 pm to 10 pm without pouring a couple of bottles of wine all over my