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Finding Gratitude In Garbage

While listening to others in recovery talk Friday night, I was reminded that I need to actively participate in creating joy in my life. That there will always be times that are less than. Less than fun. Less than ideal. Less than happy. And of course, less than perfect. Continue reading

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Addiction: The Disease that Hi(gh)jacks the Brain

As I drove home from an early-morning meeting today, I realized something major. I was thinking about NOTHING. For those of you who haven’t had the exquisite pain and pleasure of experiencing addiction, this probably sounds quite silly. Or negative. For someone like me, with a diseased, addicted brain, it’s absolutely wonderful and miraculous. Continue reading

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Happiness and Complacency

Complacency is the poison to my happiness. It is only when I am not complacent that I get to happy. But once I arrive in happy, I lean back into complacency. Then, like clockwork, I find myself disgruntled, pissy, selfish. Continue reading

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Gray Matter

It took months, years, of recovery, therapy, and dialectical behavior therapy before I could begin withstanding the grayness in everything and everyone. I still struggle with it. It is far easier for me to dismiss people or places as being awful and unworthy than to acknowledge the humanity, the flaws in absolutely all that exists. Because to recognize others’ flaws is to concede to my own. Which can be ugly. Or enlightening. Depending on the life lens. I filtered everything through the ugly lens for 32 years. Continue reading

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Taking Stock of 2011

2011 has been a remarkable year. I have stayed sober. At times by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin. I have worked an altogether imperfect, incomplete program in recovery. I’ve joined a wonderful family. I have taken some professional risks. I have begun to release my white-knuckle grip on old stories and let new narratives take root. Continue reading

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Tomorrow Will Be Kinder

When I first sobered up, I avoided concerts, clubs, and bars. As such, I heard little live music. Which bummed me out. I missed it. But I wasn’t so sure I’d have fun. Early recovery was a lesson in all things Andrea. A long process of relearning and claiming what is it that I actually enjoy doing. Continue reading

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I Give Thanks For…

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I didn’t grow up in one of those families that took turns around the table sharing platitudes of gratitude. In fact, gratitude, appreciation, thankfulness were not part of my thinking or vocabulary for most of my life. I could see no reason to be grateful. My parents died. I didn’t want to drink but I didn’t want to stop either. I felt sad and alone every waking moment. I failed my friends and family. I lived in my head and took interest only in selfish shit. I wished for death. Continue reading

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You Make Cakes; You Don’t Make Pizzas!

For 21 years I lived life pretty conventionally. To the outside observer that is. I was a good student. I played field hockey. I joined a youth symphony orchestra. I ate my peas and carrots. Then one month before my 22nd birthday, my father died. It rocked my world. The past 13 years have taken me some weird, frightening, exhilarating, trippy places and directions. Franky, I adore the idiosyncrasies of a life fully lived. Call it serendipity, chance, fate, luck, a higher power– that’s semantics– there has got to be something WAY bigger than puny ole me calling the shots. It’s the only satisfying explanation I have for being offered a new career opportunity. Continue reading

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Well I’m Movin’ On Up

Dear readers, I am moving! And to the East side! The East side of the Twin Cities, that is. Yes, I am leaving my increasingly hipster Uptown Minneapolis neighborhood for the more residential, comparatively bucolic St. Paul scene. Continue reading

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Happy Birthday To Me

Today is my birthday. I am 34. That means I am in my mid-thirties. Is it wrong that I am (no longer secretly) thrilled people often mistake me for being in my twenties? I gotta tell you that although I am trying, I am not particularly joyous today. Gratitude and love have been muddled with a little resentment and sadness. Continue reading

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