Period. I couldn’t wait to get home and drink. Even though I had been sober almost 7 months, I finally had an excuse that was certain to take me off the hook. Daddy had cancer and he wanted me to come home. I was at work when I got his call. I was immediately alarmed … Continue Reading
I’m on the last day of my “weekend without goals”. I woke up this morning and my stomach felt bloated. I’m forcing myself not to care. The goal was to exercise yesterday and this morning too. I didn’t. I should have been responsible with the money I’ve blown the past two days. Oh well. I’m on … Continue Reading
Remember completing the “Cost of Addiction” exercise in treatment? It’s definitely a favorite of recovery group leaders. Where you snatch the worksheet and scribble down all the money you wasted over the years on addiction. Oh, and poor choices, wrong moves, erratic behavior. Basically any and everything responsible for your monetary disasters. I use to worry over it all, … Continue Reading
So this passenger wiggled past me during the boarding of this flight. And I knew the moment I sat down and saw her heading down the aisle that she would be my flight mate. Yep, sure enough here she comes. One second, now we all have to get adjusted. Passenger A, her (affectionately referred to as … Continue Reading
