I look away when things are scary. When I’m filled with fear, I try to control other things because I feel like I can’t handle it. I get light-headed, nauseous, sweaty, panicked. There is a ringing in my ears. Sometimes when it’s not as bad, I just procrastinate instead. I do laundry, shop online, watch
“Nothing tastes better than sober…” Those are the words I heard when I woke up this morning I had an odd experience on Saturday night. I was out at a club after a pretty stressful chain of events, an acquaintance turned to me and said, “Man today has been full on. Seriously. I need a
It was very hard to stop drinking. I was used to “doing”. I didn’t know how to relax. My relaxing came in a bottle and without it I had to figure it out a new way to live.
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
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?