Category: Journal

10.28.25 Today is a great day. We haven’t gotten to celebrate yet—because, well, adulting and life. But it’s Glen’s one-year sobriety birthday today. Coin, solution, and cake Thursday. I was lucky enough to meet Glen at inpatient rehab, and we formed a friendship there. Our group stayed in touch after we got back out into Read more

10.26.25 The speaker at the women’s meeting this morning was only a few years older than me. Maybe that’s why I connected to her right away. She started sharing her story. What she went through, how she felt about it, how she reacted had a heavy rock forming in the pit of my stomach. It’s Read more

10.25.25 I had to check the clock three times when I woke up this morning because it was so dark outside. The rain was coming down hard, and everything felt gray and still. Idaho winters sneak up like that. One day it’s crisp and bright, and the next it’s dark before dinner and raining when Read more

10.24.25 People ask me sometimes why I go to so many meetings. I don’t really know how to explain it in a way that makes sense to someone who hasn’t lived this way of life, but the truth is that it’s what I need. It’s part of my program and part of what keeps me Read more