Not Tripping Over My Thoughts

Oh Lordy, does it feel good to clean my home! I can walk and talk and think and function… It’s wonderful! Even during my worst moments in withdrawal, I still couldn’t stand the sight of a messy space. There’s something about having everything clean and in order that promotes my ability to think about lifeContinue reading “Not Tripping Over My Thoughts”

How To Choose A Treatment Center

Which one is the right one for you or a loved one? There are a lot of facilities to choose from! Unfortunately, the right one may not be the affordable one. And when it comes to this – sometimes you DO get what you pay for. But not always – because – some of the most expensiveContinue reading “How To Choose A Treatment Center”

What An Odd Feeling ~ Happiness

I’m sitting here this morning having just talked to both my Dad and my youngest son, Uriah. We had wonderfully informative and short talks. They’re both doing great! I’m waiting for my coffee to brew, thinking to myself “So THIS is what happiness feels like. DAMN!! I’d forgotten. Happiness does not exist as an experienceContinue reading “What An Odd Feeling ~ Happiness”

Oh, EUPHORIA!

Notice that the cloud has edges? Yes. Early sobriety is wonderful for a lot of folks. We live in and on the Pink Cloud. This euphoric state follows us every where we go. We walk around feeling proud (as we should because getting sober is quite the endeavor for some of us), serene, unencumbered, andContinue reading “Oh, EUPHORIA!”

Who’s Responsible?

A friend of mine just asked me to write a post about responsibility. I thought that was a terrible idea because I was content in my new chair and I didn’t want to move from my purring babies. But, the chair isn’t going anywhere, neither are they, and I haven’t written anything all day, soContinue reading “Who’s Responsible?”

Let’s Call A Spade A Spade.

I still find it interesting when I encounter folks who have indeed relapsed but prefer to call it something else. Like a mistake. Or a slip. Or a setback. Or (insert your favorite noun) … To me, this suggests that this person hadn’t paid the full fare for the recovery train in the 1st place.Continue reading “Let’s Call A Spade A Spade.”

Two Years Sober and a Relapse

Yowza. That has to be really hard to digest. Knowing that all the hard work it took over two years to get and stay sober is now in second place to a relapse. Ugh! I am constantly reminded by other folks who write about their relapses after substantial periods of sobriety that the addict voiceContinue reading “Two Years Sober and a Relapse”

The Biggest Mistake …

Most folks can make at the onset of early sobriety is to go into it with a recovery plan made in cement. It sets them up for failure. But most people will disagree with me on this. For those of us in recovery, our plans for a sober future are akin to promises we makeContinue reading “The Biggest Mistake …”

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”

Sponsors

For those of you new to the terminology tossed around in sober and recovery circles, a sponsor is someone usually found in AA groups, but not always. Their role in AA is to guide a younger (in sober time) member through the 12 steps. But all sponsors can be immensely helpful to a new personContinue reading “Sponsors”

Recovery Coaching

What can I do to help you move forward toward attainable goals and the realization of your vision? I am a certified Recovery Coach. I received my certification, PRC, (Progressive Recovery Coach) through the Institute for Life Coach Training, and I was trained by a professor at the Yale University Psychiatry department. While Coaching andContinue reading “Recovery Coaching”

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”?”