Heavy
Today is such a bittersweet day. My daughter is going to her first boyfriends homecoming dance . She is the same age I was when I went to my first boyfriends homecoming dance. Well, I was supposed to...
View ArticleTaking care of "the girls".
I went for a mammogram this morning. Being that I'm a "Highly Sensitive Person" (HSP) I tend to pick up energies, both negative and positive when I am in a public space. I, for myself, was not in the...
View ArticleShake. What her momma gave her.
According to the medical industry I have the following diagnoses - General Anxiety Disorder, Severe Social Anxiety, Agorophobia. They have also attempted to diagnose me with fibromyalgia, chronic...
View ArticleCheating. On myself. With myself.
In college, we party girls had a phrase called "Doing the Walk of Shame". It referred to what the youngsters now call "hooking up". Hooking up sounds so much more blasé than SHAME. But since that's...
View ArticleYOU are the Light at the end of the tunnel.
It's a day of giving thanks here in the U.S. A day to count your blessings, and to bow your head and hug loved ones from near and far. Filled with too much food, and unfortunately far too many...
View ArticleIf it's not one thing, it's another. But it's always something.
I'm afraid of everything. No really. Everything. Maybe not everything at one time, (although it sure as sh!t feels that way sometimes) but for the most part I walk though everyday anxious as hell about...
View ArticleShowing up
I went Christmas shopping last night. I always rather deplored that event as it cut into my drinking/hanging/anxiety time. I'm struggling with cravings as of late so what better way to obliterate that...
View ArticleI'm still Jenny from the block.
Sixty days tomorrow. Haven't been here for a few years. It used to be things got wonky around ten days. Then with every subsequent attempt at sobriety I would go 30, maybe 50 days and then the wheels...
View ArticleSobriety. When the only thing that changes, is everything.
I slept for 17 hours yesterday. Not a typo. Seventeen. I didn't even think that was possible unless you are in a coma. Came home on the precipice of a migraine, laid down at 4:00 pm yesterday and awoke...
View ArticleSo wait....You are NEVER going to drink AGAIN ?
My stylist saw me for the first time in about 5 months. I kinda loved her reaction (hell-o E-go) which centered around - "What the hell kind of work did you have done ? You look fantastic, how much...
View ArticleNinety.
This is surreal. I remember during one if my most horrific hangovers, thinking while I couldn't catch my breath between dry heaves, with the bitter taste in my mouth that only stomach bile procures, I...
View Article100
Kinda nuts but I woke up this morning - 101 days in - and I FINALLY think I look better. I have been receiving lovely compliments from people who haven't seen me in a while and that is nice. But I know...
View ArticleSobriety is a privilege. And a luxury.
During an exceptionally difficult period of emotional sh1tstorms this last week, I have been forced to evaluate both my own sobriety, as well as the sober path in general. Both, in more depth than I...
View ArticleAnxious mornings.
There's this moment, right before a planes nose is about to ascend, where everything feels possible. You are moving along on the tarmac, gaining momentum, anticipating the take off. Then, ever so...
View ArticleIs two bottles of wine a night a lot ?
When I finally copped to falling off the wagon, getting run over and dragged by it, I logged in. Shocking to see that almost 2 years have passed since my last log in. Two years. Two years of secrets,...
View ArticleHeavy
Today is such a bittersweet day. My daughter is going to her first boyfriends homecoming dance . She is the same age I was when I went to my first boyfriends homecoming dance. Well, I was supposed to...
View ArticleTaking care of "the girls".
I went for a mammogram this morning. Being that I'm a "Highly Sensitive Person" (HSP) I tend to pick up energies, both negative and positive when I am in a public space. I, for myself, was not in the...
View ArticleShake. What her momma gave her.
According to the medical industry I have the following diagnoses - General Anxiety Disorder, Severe Social Anxiety, Agorophobia. They have also attempted to diagnose me with fibromyalgia, chronic...
View ArticleCheating. On myself. With myself.
In college, we party girls had a phrase called "Doing the Walk of Shame". It referred to what the youngsters now call "hooking up". Hooking up sounds so much more blasé than SHAME. But since that's...
View ArticleYOU are the Light at the end of the tunnel.
It's a day of giving thanks here in the U.S. A day to count your blessings, and to bow your head and hug loved ones from near and far. Filled with too much food, and unfortunately far too many...
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