Emotional Distance

Aren’t those two words just brilliant together?! Emotional Distance. If only I’d employed a little of that at the beginning of my alcoholic career, I might never have become an alcoholic in the first place. I might never have developed my emotional attachment to alcohol. Oh well. I didn’t think to put those two wordsContinue reading “Emotional Distance”

Okay Then. Who Has A Shitty Attitude?!

Perhaps it’s that I find people in general to be most unnecessarily complicated and vexatious. For example – why might someone who indeed does manage to reach sobriety, only then switch their focus onto another drug? I ask thee (anyone) – WHY? So, to answer my own question since I’m alone with my kittens andContinue reading “Okay Then. Who Has A Shitty Attitude?!”

What Is Better Than This?

(Besides morning sex)? I’ve got electricity, coffee, creamer, my laptop started right up, my kittens are happily tearing through my apartment, it’s quiet (except for them), and I’ve got a full box of waffles in the freezer. They’re (waffles, not kittens. We don’t munch on kitties, mkay?) particularly delicious smothered in creamy peanut butter andContinue reading “What Is Better Than This?”

Chapter 2, A Wee Brief History of Me pt 2

Continued from 5 August 2020 The following is an excerpt from my memoir Saturation~ Peggy started verbalizing that she was there to replace my “terrible” Mother who had, since our arrive to Colorado, moved to California. I resented Peggy – loudly. The older I got the more she nitpicked and tried to control me. IContinue reading “Chapter 2, A Wee Brief History of Me pt 2”

Wait, What? It’s Called LIFE?

I find it amusing when I read other addicts moan on and on about how stressors continue to besiege them on a somewhat regular basis. I think to myself, “Get OFF your pity Potty already. It’s called LIFE. Wake up!” Perhaps this aggressive or overly assertive stance is too much for the more fragile personality.Continue reading “Wait, What? It’s Called LIFE?”

Busted – Again pt 4

Continued from 4 Aug 2020 The following is an excerpt from my memoir Saturation. “You need to hang up your phone now.” One of the cops said. “I’m talking to my dad.” I explained. “I know you are. I can hear you. But I’m not supposed to let you use your phone. You can callContinue reading “Busted – Again pt 4”

I Can’t Get My Money!

Here is a brilliant reason why not to become an alcoholic. Drinking kills your memory and right now, I need to be remembering some valuable information! I’m trying not to freak out, but I can’t get my money. I self-published my memoir back in 2011. Since then, I have moved, changed my phone number, changedContinue reading “I Can’t Get My Money!”

Just Another Sober Weekend. Happy Happy!

Oohhhhhhh boy. Sobriety just rockadillies! This weekend, because I’m sober, I was able to get out of bed and buy one of these…In case you can’t tell, that’s a chocolate chip cookie. Nomnomnomnomnom!! This weekend, because I’m sober, I was able to roll out of bed and head out on a hike with this guyContinue reading “Just Another Sober Weekend. Happy Happy!”

Time Spent with the BMOC

Yes, I’m talking about God. For whatever reason, the idea to resume my meditation practice has been noticeably present in my brain since yesterday. This idea to meditate popped up in there again this morning, so I’ve decided I better act on it. I think this might be considered Jennifer is listening to her intuitionContinue reading “Time Spent with the BMOC”

Our AV Never Dies

It just quiets down sometimes. This is the conclusion I’ve arrived at. I read or hear about folks accumulating decades of sobriety, only to cave one day for – essentially – nothing. All that time. All that hard work – POOF – left in the past. Once a person relapses – that restarts the sobrietyContinue reading “Our AV Never Dies”

I’m Powerless Over Alcohol

Wait. No, I’m not. Who said that? I’m not powerless over alcohol. I finally stopped drinking it for good and I haven’t looked back. That took and still takes ENORMOUS strength. I feel like She-Ra (but I’m not a blond). No addict is powerless over their drug of choice. As soon as we stop –Continue reading “I’m Powerless Over Alcohol”

What Is A Dry Drunk?

I know! I know! I know! It’s an insult thrown around by folks who swear by AA. It’s supposed to refer to an individual, male or female, who – though not drinking – is still behaving as though he or she is. Wait. What?! Weird, right? There’s no such thing as a Dry Drunk. AContinue reading “What Is A Dry Drunk?”