I spent more hours registering for wedding gifts tonight than I ought to have, but as I did, I realized something really crucial: this column, as it has stood, is pretty much all done.
I was talking with a friend the other day about a rotten situation we were in with a friend who, for reasons unbeknownst to us, was being deceitful and manipulative, and when called out on her behavior, just layered on further lies and couldn’t, for lack of a better word, figure out how to fight […]
I realized some essential toggle switch in my brain had flipped when I honestly couldn’t think of something to write about this week.
Regardless of what sobriety program you choose, eventually you’re going to run into mention of a Higher Power, or the need for spiritual experiences and spiritual growth. For those of us who have a little bit of a bad taste in our mouth from religious experiences, the emphasis on spirituality in sobriety can be daunting.
I don’t know about you, but I’m having a helluva week.
I was talking with another sober gal the other day about our going-out habits post sobriety (I don’t, much, but more on that later), and I mentioned that one thing I absolutely could not give up was getting fish and chips at the pub. “Ooh, you can’t do that!” she exclaimed.
In case you couldn’t tell, I’m prone to moping. I’m a major moper. It happens to the best of us – idealists in particular seem to get discouraged when anything less than optimum happens, and it takes some serious mental training to move away from the mope and into the cope.
So, this last week, a friend-of-a-friend contacted me because she’d been following the progress of my sobriety both here and on my personal blog, and she had a problem: a person close to her had just revealed to her that he suspects he has a drinking problem, and she wanted advice about how best to […]
I’d like to meet The Doctor, take a ride in the TARDIS, and head on back to whenever and wherever it was from which I got the truly disappointing delusion that the personal growth I would experience during the earlier periods of my sobriety would be, somehow, happy.
You know you’ve got some work to do when your response to your sobriety program’s admonition to remove negativity from your life is, “Well, this bleeping sucks!”
“Drinking Problem”: is that phrase not the understatement of the century? It’s such a polite way of saying, “This woman is a hot mess after one glass of wine, so just wait till you see her after the sixth!”
So, I don’t know how many of you are recovering alcoholics (you saucy wenches) and I don’t know how many of you are living or dealing with a recovering alcoholic (seriously, I’m sorry about that), but it kind of seemed that the moment I mentioned to close friends that I was quitting drinking and working […]
Hi. I’m Ruby Bruiseday, and I’m an alcoholic. That’s how these introductions go, right? Today, I’ve been sober for 22 days. Doesn’t sound so long, you say? I beg to differ.