7 months sober as of September 16 ( Read more... )

I went to dinner with a group of friends tonight, and during the course of conversation, I realized that it’s probably not appropriate for me to be publicly disclosing all the aspects of my recovery journey on this online journal. In times past when I’d heard the tradition of maintaining personal anonymity at the public level, the crazy person in ( Read more... )

I still can't get over the fact that things aren't better than they were before, and at least before, I didn't have to feel it.This is the last thing I wrote on Live Journal a little over six months ago. The flaw in this statement’s logic is that it doesn’t take into consideration the issue of progression ( Read more... )

The first week of school isn't over yet, and I already have this sickening feeling that I'm going to fail. I don't feel like I'm performing to expectations at work. The boyfriend who was saying he wants to marry me and have kids now isn't returning my phone calls after I left him a voicemail saying I got the time off from work to go see him. My ex- ( Read more... )

I just finished watching the CC Roast of Bob Saget. Remember how I said that when comics eat shit, I want to cry? That was Norm MacDonald. He was terrible. It made me sad for him. These are the times when you wish you could rewind the clock and send him some comedy writers to help him along. Cloris Leachman, however, was brilliant, and as always, ( Read more... )

Today was a bad day recovery-behavior-wise, and the frustrating thing about it is that a) I was aware of what I was doing and b) I didn’t seem to care ( Read more... )