Dare I say it, I feel like a better me sober. Maybe a less dramatic exciting me, but a better one.

I live in New England, where the winters are too long, spring is wet and cold, but summer and fall is perfect. This blog was created in my quest to obtain and maintain sobriety. I tend to be a ball of stress and worry wort, so this will also be my venue to vent and decompress. My goal is to be more positive and creative through my alcohol free life, while learning better coping skills.

These are the words I used to justify drinking. In the sober light of day, and with a clear mind, I can see how twisted and deluded and tragic these words are. They are the words of a sick mind, overtaken by alcohol. It will train the mind to attack itself, like a cancer of the soul.

My Days of Wine and Roses, Without the Wine. Living la vida loca, sober. 8211;of peace and joy and ease. Never had that for a full year before. That they were on Day -1, so to speak.

Fans of Calvin and Hobbes will be able to picture the scene with a degree of accuracy. I wanted to note something very significant. The periods of time between my cravings for wine are. 24 Comments on Time dilation.

Groundhog Girl - will the day ever change? Tuesday, 10 January 2017. Please, please if you have five minutes can you go and help a young man that has been brave enough to come back and post about a very hard few weeks that have had a major impact on his life. Sunday, 8 January 2017. My friends is where I ende.

The only way out is through. 8230;excited to start listening to these! .

Still here, still sober. Halfway through month eleven now. I am meant to fix this stuff.

Learning how to be okayish again, one booze-free day at a time. Enter your email address to get notified of new posts and other fun stuff.

Regaining control and starting to live again.