Category: Journal

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

11.23.25 What a weekend. I can’t remember the last time I crammed this much into two days. And there’s no universe where I ever did this while I was drinking. Back then I would’ve said fuck it and stayed home, isolated, coming up with a hundred reasons not to participate in life. I picked up Read more

11.22.25 What a fantastic Saturday. I woke up a little worried about how the GSRU planning committee meeting might go, but it ended up overflowing with new people ready to jump into service. We filled a ton of committee positions. No begging, no awkward silence, just people showing up because they want to be part Read more