Abstinence

I’ve been resenting my inability to drink like a gentleman. There’s never going to be a time when I can consume alcohol safely. The residual emotions are lingering and I feel like they’re seeping out of the cracks. Weakened fault lines causing subconscious quakes, shuddering my sense of confidence, self worth and identity. Hemingway saidContinue reading “Abstinence”

Pangs

I like to be perceived as having my shit together, however this can be problematic being an alcoholic. The veneer of normality creates a buffer zone, a no man’s land of threat, wonder and hope. In sobriety I have acquired the successes or trappings of life depending on how you see it, and yet IContinue reading “Pangs”

We Will Meet AAgain

Post pandemic ruminations of an alcoholic follow so brace yourself. I returned to meetings this week and it was overall a rewarding and much needed antidote to the events of previous months. Who you see here, what you hear here, when you leave here, let it stay here. This is what’s read out near theContinue reading “We Will Meet AAgain”