Author: Ciana

6.30.25 Where did June go? I had to count on my fingers yesterday to figure out how many months I’ve been sober. It’s funny how time moves—quietly, steadily—when you’re not chasing or running from something. Naturally, this triggered a relapse nightmare last night. They seem to go hand in hand. But it didn’t shake me. Read more

6.29.25 It’s not that I didn’t want to go to the women’s meeting this morning. It’s that I didn’t want to get ready and leave the house. Not because I was trying to isolate—just because it’s Sunday morning, and pajamas are so damn comfy on Sundays. I remembered it was a speaker meeting and how Read more

6.28.25 Being sober doesn’t mean there aren’t shit days. Life still lifes me. I have days when I don’t want to get out of bed. Days when my skin feels like it’s crawling because I can’t get out of my head or out of my own way. And sometimes it’s not even the whole day—just Read more

6.27.25 I really appreciated the Daily Reflection for today. It actually made me chuckle, because I’ve never been one to conform to anything. Mostly because of sheer stubbornness—and what I now know is my disease: addiction. AA changed that for me. I made the choice, and I continue to choose every day to live by Read more