You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream. – C.S. Lewis I woke up last night at about 2AM which is typical. Like
For a while now I write in a journal every morning. It’s part of a morning routine which I hold fiercely to my soul. My morning routine has encouraged me,
I’m waking up in a dark bedroom not my own with the all familiar dull thud in my head, heaviness in my heart, and the desperate need for water. All
NQTD, NQTD, NQTD. NEVER QUESTION THE DECISION. I want to join some others that I know of and have this tattooed on my body when I reach one year of
I am 132 days alcohol free! I’m so very thankful for these days. They haven’t been easy, and I’ve spent years trying to figure it all out, and it’s so
I’ve sat on a bench in Central Park. Admiring the atmosphere around me. Why am I here, and what am I doing? Do I belong, or am I an imposter?
Quickly goes time and slowly it goes All depending upon the day. Or what time of the day it is. Or what mischevious things rounded the corner in the day.
I really liked yesterday. It started out rather shitty as I was posting yesterday’s post on my online support group, but accidentally put it on my public Facebook page! It
I woke up this morning, super super early once again. 3:40AM to be exact. And I woke up to a dream where I was looking at a picture of an
There are many layers with tattered edges. Each ready to be lifted, folded and laid open. But each is fragile and shy, not ready to be seen. When lifted the
I’m a midwestern gal, born and raised on the shores of Lake Michigan in Northwest Indiana. I began my recovery journey in 2020 when I finally figured out that alcohol was holding me back, and no longer had a place in the life I’m trying to create.
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