A Solid Pinch Does the Job

To prevent myself from smelling and tasting my leftover warm wine in the mornings, I would pinch the lower part of my nose until I’d swallowed my sip. By the time I’d moved into the nose pinch of my drinking career, I was also NEVER throwing out alcohol – no matter how long it’d beenContinue reading “A Solid Pinch Does the Job”

How Do You Support An Addict?

The ways are numerous, but first – I think the most important thing is to ask your heart to have a little sit down with your conscience. Those two things need to come together in agreement to support YOU before you can comfortably offer support to your addict. Once you establish what you can andContinue reading “How Do You Support An Addict?”

Busted – Again

The following is an excerpt from my memoir, Saturation. When the police arrived, I didn’t wait for them to come into the house. I gave Dick a five-minute head start while I smoked a cigarette and finished my drink. Then I walked outside barefoot with my cell phone and introduced myself to the four police officersContinue reading “Busted – Again”

Tough Love

How to communicate with the struggling addict? I know there are a lot of folks out there right now that are struggling with their sobriety. They want to get sober and they may even achieve some sobriety. But they relapse. Again and again and again. And sometimes this cycle goes on for years. It didContinue reading “Tough Love”

Like a Skull Hitting Cement

I’ve met a lot of people though my adventures in inpatient treatment centers. Many were there for alcohol abuse, like myself, but there were also a lot of people there who abused drugs I’d never even heard of including pain killers. I’ve never been attracted to other drugs and I’ve never tired most of them.Continue reading “Like a Skull Hitting Cement”

The Internal Tug of War

I read other’s posts regarding their struggle with alcohol and drinking and my heart goes out to them. If there was ever a fight on this planet worth fighting over and over and over again until the fight has been won, it’s alcoholism. I have fallen – crawled – literally – during the throes ofContinue reading “The Internal Tug of War”

Remember that song “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”?

Well, those bottles of beer weren’t on any wall in my house. Nope. They were in my belly. All in the course of about five days. I haven’t been sober for long this time (last time was about 20 months), but I’m feeling pretty good about it. I’m plugging along this time with about 4Continue reading “Remember that song “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”?”