Last night I went to a show on my own. Someone I have listened to since childhood. I was happy to go alone, I saw tickets available and did not feel like trying to find anyone to come with me. I don't need to sit beside someone I know in order to grant myself permission…
An essay on self-indulgent whining... I miss that puffy pink cloud of super early sobriety. This has been a trying time and I wonder if I would be handling it better drunk. I would be in a cycle of numb and hungover that keeps me from feeling anything long enough to sustain rage or sorrow.…
Friday night I rushed to a concert straight after work. I ran in there in my scrubs but I didn't care. I was tired but I wanted to see the show and I wanted to get this first sober concert in the books. It has been a few years since I was at a show without…
So I went on my trip. Even though anxiety was telling me that my house was gonna catch fire and my cat would die while I was gone. I got up that morning and I did laundry, I cleaned out my car, I took out 60 gallons of recycling, I cleaned out the refrigerator, I…
I have been watching Born This Way, an excellent show on A&E that follows young adults with Down Syndrome. The episode I watched tonight was Dream Come True. A young lady was competing in her first ballroom dance competition, an endeavor which made her parents nervous when she insisted on pursuing it. They were afraid…
It has been 60 days since I have had a drop of alcohol. This time last year I was pleased that I lasted 24 hours dry at my grandmother's. I have to admit, I am pretty proud of that 60 day mark. It is a huge accomplishment for me and also a beginning point, not…
Nursing Grudges and Liquor 