Category: Journal

7.5.25 Lately, I’ve been noticing in the rooms that a lot of people are struggling with what basically sounds like normalcy in sobriety. When nothing is actively going wrong, our alcoholic minds start waiting for the other shoe to drop. It’s like we don’t know how to live without some level of chaos. When good Read more

7.4.25 I woke up knowing there was no water in the house again because of well issues. I braced myself for the battle ahead and prayed I could get through the day without completely losing my shit. To top it off, poor little Poppy puked on my comforter—something I couldn’t wash away right then. So Read more

7.3.25 I respect the anonymity of Alcoholics Anonymous and my fellow members. I would never do anything to jeopardize that for anyone else. But I decided while I was in rehab—shortly after I let go of the fear and shame of being there—that I am a proud and grateful recovering alcoholic. I want to shout Read more

7.2.25 Just another great day to be sober. I woke up early, clear-headed, and immediately reminded that clarity also means I get to fully experience my irritation. The neighbors decided 7am was the perfect time for aerial firework practice. The dogs are losing their minds, and I’m trying not to join them. I caught myself Read more