What Does It Look Like If You’re Loved TOO MUCH?

Maybe the better question is, what does it feel like? What does the line look like that divides love from obsession – or at the very least – preoccupation? How are we supposed to step away from it if we can’t identify it? Jeez! Think about it. If someone is, at the very least, preoccupiedContinue reading “What Does It Look Like If You’re Loved TOO MUCH?”

O, The Lies I Told Myself.

I’m good. I’m really good. I can tell myself anything and believe it – if I want to. Especially when it comes to alcohol and drinking. I used to say to myself, “I’ll have just ONE drink. It’s a special occasion – it’s St. Patrick’s Day” Or, “It’s Wednesday, Fuck it.” Or, “The sun cameContinue reading “O, The Lies I Told Myself.”

Oh, SNAP. In Sobriety, I’ve Discovered A New Addiction To Multiple Things.

What-O-What am I supposed to do now that I’ve acknowledged my new addiction to kindness, hand holding, soft kisses, Mochas, helpful intentions, honesty, smiles, children laughing, babies smiling, warm covers, and good milk chocolate? Hm. Maybe Life’s just not so bad after all …

No, Actually, You DON’T Get It!

Alcoholics, Addicts and a few others don’t seem to fully comprehend the fact that their existence on our planet is temporary. As in – there is no more waking up. No more coming around. No more snapping back into it. No more pulling it together. No more chances. My age definitely has something to doContinue reading “No, Actually, You DON’T Get It!”

What’s The Point?!

Was God just fucking with us when s/he (it) made the Universe so ridiculously big? What is the point? WHY? That’s what I want the answer to. Answer me this,,,WHY is the universe soooooooo HUGE? For what purpose? If I floated out in space next to the earth, I’d be so small in comparison asContinue reading “What’s The Point?!”

You Have 9 Minutes Left On The Clock Of Your Existence.

Nine meager minutes! When I’m on the Elliptical and still have another nine minutes to go – that feels like a freakin’ eternity, but if I had only nine minutes left before the alarm rang on my life? Well – – SHIT! I would send my loved ones texts and then I would probably setContinue reading “You Have 9 Minutes Left On The Clock Of Your Existence.”

My Life Hurts.

I just read a post on a social network site where someone titled her thread with ~ The Alcohol I Drank Yesterday Is Triggering Me To Drink Today. I thought to myself, What?! Seriously? No. It’s not. The sun came up today and you’re still alive. That’s your trigger. I don’t believe in triggers. OnceContinue reading “My Life Hurts.”

Repetition Is Not My Cup Of Tea.

I might make it two weeks – repeating the same things – before I start rolling my eyes and trying not to pull out the hair I have left. There are numerous avenues that I could take around this subject- repetition – but I’m going to pick just one. It’s called “Hush up a minuteContinue reading “Repetition Is Not My Cup Of Tea.”

A Return To Sanity

Folks mention this a lot at meetings when they’re discussing getting sober. Getting sober is considered a return to sanity, which begs the comment, alcoholism is akin to insanity. But that isn’t e n t i r e l y true… BECAUSE – plenty of sober people have a sincere inability to function in reality.Continue reading “A Return To Sanity”

The ‘TWO’ Principle

Why have one of anything when you can have two (except boyfriends)? I just had this most extraordinary realization. I wasn’t aware until just this morning that this practice of having two is how I’ve designed my life. I have two sons, two kittens, I have two cups of coffee each morning, I have two pair of exercise capris, two topsContinue reading “The ‘TWO’ Principle”

Life Happened

I published my memoir in March of 2011. That was nearly a decade ago and a lot has happened since then. For one, Life has happened. I’ve already started the outline for my second book, but I’m not quite sure how to begin. I know, I know – at the beginning. Right? But it’s notContinue reading “Life Happened”

Through Louisiana and Up Past Canada

That’s what a friend of mine just said about my verbal deliveries. He said that I gather momentum and power and – POW!! SUCKER PUNCH THAT INFORMATION! As he said this he demonstrated with his arm … dropped it to the ground and did a mock roundhouse sucker punch to my right temple. “Am IContinue reading “Through Louisiana and Up Past Canada”