Category: Journal

11.28.25 It’s fucking crazy to sit here and realize that this time last year I was in inpatient treatment, trying to figure out how the hell I was going to stay sober once they handed me back my life in a week. I walked in so broken and fragile it’s a miracle I didn’t snap Read more

11.27.25 A sweet friend shared this as a memory that popped up earlier this week. I wrote it back in 2014. May your hearts be warm and your bellies be full. Be grateful and not just thankful, everything can change in a moment. The young grow old and the old pass on, only to be Read more

11.26.25 I survived the longest short week of the year without any casualties. My patience was thin like a melting sheet of ice, but it never cracked. Small miracles, right? And somehow, in the chaos, I woke up excited to make a homemade German chocolate cake for a good friend celebrating 40 years of sobriety. Read more

11.25.25 I’ve never cared for the holidays. They’ve always felt over commercialized and a panicked frenzy where everyone tries to engineer the perfect celebration, only to end up disappointed by travel delays, a dry turkey, a pie that missed the mark, or the inevitable family arguments. Working my steps has helped me release a lot Read more