Too Much Loss
If you’ve read my blog recently, you know I had to put my beloved Golden Retriever to sleep. She had been sick off and on for months. We tried medications, tests, etc. but when she was bleeding out of nose … Continue reading
If you’ve read my blog recently, you know I had to put my beloved Golden Retriever to sleep. She had been sick off and on for months. We tried medications, tests, etc. but when she was bleeding out of nose … Continue reading
Yesterday was May 11. That is significant for two reasons: 1) It was my sober date; and 2) It was my relapse date. Last year, after three years of recovery, I relapsed. On my sober date. It was at a … Continue reading
Today was a hard day. Allow me a brief tangent here. I know my problems are those of the privileged. I don’t live under a bridge. I never think, actually ever, about the quality of water I drink or the … Continue reading
…when he said, F**k You. Or, Forget You. I prefer “F**k You.” I like saying f**k. F**k f**k f**kitty f**k f**k. I have never been good at forgetting anything (although I LOVE Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings’ Better Things). And finally, F**k You suits the tune better. While we are on suits, check out Cee Lo’s pink getup. Classic stuff… You likely can deduce that I am pissed. I am. I am pissed. Things suck right now. I say that without judgment. The most spiritual beings are allowed to be pissed and are expected to feel things suck from time to time. Continue reading
When I first sobered up, I was told several things that I had a hard time grasping: 1) It will be okay. Everything will be okay; 2) Letting go makes everything easier; and 3) Service work helps. Continue reading
I’ve had the opportunity to have many conversations about that alien creature– detachment– over the past few days. I believe that in their very nature, relationships between humans fall on some spectrum of attachment. But attachment can give way to pathology, codependence, and a whole host of gnarly harms… How and when does this happen? Continue reading
‘ve been chewing on some of Jung’s material for the past 24 hours. Specifically, his belief that we all go through a process he calls “individuation.” Individuation is, in my opinion, another way to talk about another process I spend a great deal of time pondering– integration. Jung believed that individuation is the path we all take to our own private, individual destinies; the journey through which we form as “whole selves;” a merging of the conscious and the unconscious. Continue reading
I’ve been a bit up and down this season. One of my best friends reminded me yesterday that a few weeks ago, I was spouting enthusiasm and good cheer. Then last week I was pissy and crabby. I’ve mellowed out a bit and now find myself somewhere in the middle. Continue reading
A few weeks ago, I asked Emma Wilhelm, dear friend and author of blogs Divorced Before 30 and Emmasota, to pen a guest post for my blog. Her own thoughts on addiction, alcoholism, recovery…how it has touched her life. As a non-alcoholic. Continue reading
What is the significance of a birthday when that person is no longer around to celebrate it? Is it just a number in an obit, a carving on a grave stone? Do we remember death dates rather than birthdays? And if so, why? Or do we recall them on all pertinent occasions and thereby, depending on our location on the grief spectrum, experience: 1) sadness; 2) anger; 3) depression; 4) disbelief; and/or 5) a bittersweet/healthy acknowledgment of that person and what they meant/mean to you? Continue reading