Fate or Fortune

It’s mysterious to me how I discovered the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous. Nobody in my immediate family is in the Fellowship. I was given a Big Book by an Aunty some years ago, she obviously saw the traits of active alcoholism raging in me. The book remained on the window sill gathering dust, full ofContinue reading “Fate or Fortune”

4 Going On 40

Four years of sobriety and approaching forty years of age on planet Earth. I feel naive, vulnerable and fearful of a world I perused through an alcoholic lens. In one respect I’m trailblazing in an exciting landscape beset with wonder and intrigue. However, there’s always a sinister presence skulking in the shadows. Maybe it’s somethingContinue reading “4 Going On 40”

Abstinence Based Recovery

I feel shame in being abstinent. There, I said it. Drinking is legal, socially acceptable and the only drug I have pursued to the absolute limits. Alcohol is an addictive substance and all whom consume it are vulnerable to becoming dependent on it. I wonder perhaps if I had known it was as bad asContinue reading “Abstinence Based Recovery”