Category: Journal

11.11.25 One of my readings this morning resonated deep in my soul. It compared surrender and acceptance to infatuation and love. That metaphor made perfect sense to me. Maybe it’s because I’m a girl, or maybe because I’m a romantic at heart, even though I like to pretend like that part of me doesn’t exist Read more

11.10.25 Today was one of those neutral days. Nothing bad happened, but nothing exactly lit me up either. I love my sober Mondays, usually. They feel clean and fresh, like a weekly reset button. But this morning? I wanted absolutely no part of it. Getting out of bed felt like negotiating with a toddler, and Read more

11.9.25 I kinda forgot I was chairing the women’s meeting until my calendar reminder went off yesterday. There were a lot of women, and I really enjoyed it. Sharing when I got my chip about how much their love and support means to me felt good. The fellowship in AA, especially among the women I Read more

11.8.25 It’s almost surreal that I’ve been sober for one year. Some days have felt painfully long, others have flown by. I still don’t know a lot, but I do know one thing. I’m living now. Before, I was barely existing, hanging on by a thread. This new way of life has taught me that Read more