Pain, according to Merriam-Webster: The physical feeling caused by disease, injury, or something that hurts the body Mental or emotional suffering Sadness caused by some emotional or mental problem Someone or something that causes trouble or makes you feel annoyed or angry I used to drink to deal with pain. All kinds of pain. Physical. […]
My favorite uncle died Friday morning. It’s Monday evening and I still haven’t had a drink. I have to remind myself constantly why I shouldn’t. Because the pain is too great. The sadness is too overwhelming. And, I need to make it go away. I want to feel numb. But, I am not going to […]
This was my conversation with my husband last night after we got the kids to bed: Me: Hmmm. Maybe I will eat the rest of that pizza. It seems like a good way to celebrate. Husband (letting what I said register for a moment while staring at the television, then turning to me): Celebrate what? […]
I’m a chicken. A total clucking chicken. Last week, I finally spoke with my daughter’s music teacher (note: if you haven’t It Takes One To Know One yet, start there). We’d been playing phone tag for a week and we finally connected. That morning before school, my daughter and I were talking over breakfast and […]
The warmer weather and thoughts of summer here in the northeast have got me craving my former go-to beverages. Though I was fiercely loyal and dedicated to my red wine in the evenings and when we’d go out to eat, ice cold beer was always my summer fling, a new flavor every week right out […]
At my eight-year-old daughter’s voice recital a few weeks ago, her teacher had a Diet Pepsi. In a bottle. Except the color of the liquid inside was too light to be Diet Pepsi. I should know. I’ve been addicted to Diet Pepsi for years. It goes great with Milk Duds on road trips. Or with […]
Yesterday after school, my 11-year-old son had an accident with his bicycle in our driveway. A bad one. Requiring a trip to the ER for stitches. The nurse I spoke with on the phone at our pediatrician’s office actually encouraged us to dial 911 for an ambulance because my son was exhibiting signs of shock. […]
Yesterday, I reached two months of sobriety since my relapse. I made a mental note of the date, but there was no conscious celebration, unless you count the pint of Ben & Jerry’s I ate while watching House of Cards with my husband after the kiddos went to bed. At the time, I didn’t even think about […]
Sunday night, a woman on Facebook questioned how anyone can benefit from what I share because I am using a fake name. I was just about to turn in for the night. But this bothered me. More than I care to admit. So, I guess I just admitted it. And I sat up another two […]