I bought this book almost two years ago when I splurged and bought a bunch of sober memoirs from Amazon. I went a bit overboard and ordered so many books I could have easily populated the Sobriety section of any library. I read these books voraciously, stories that could have been my own. But, as with anything done in abundance, I soon got full, my … Continue reading Book review: Blackout
Today begins like any other day. I get up at what I used to think was an obscene hour and make myself coffee. I’ve come to love this time of day; it’s still dark, and it’s quiet, because no one else is awake yet, except for the people in the cars I can hear on the expressway. It’s just me, the rising run, the chirping … Continue reading To be or not to be
There was a time when I was curious about sobriety. Although, perhaps it’d be more accurate to say I was curious about whether or not I was an “alcoholic.” Either way, I started to question, really question, my relationship with alcohol. By this time, I’d been drinking—binge drinking—for 25 years. I was in a dark place and it was only getting darker. As dark as … Continue reading Sober certain
Gone are the Friday nights that start with Happy Hour and end in the wee hours. Hello quiet nights at home figuring out who I am now and how I want to live my new life. When I was drinking I lived for Fridays—5:30pm, to be exact, because that’s when I could hit the bar. I hit a lot of bars between the ages 21-39. … Continue reading Gone are the days
