by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I’ve been reflecting on how much I love to experiment. There is something deeply satisfying about hands-on experience—digging into things, tearing them apart to see what makes them tick, and learning through trial and error. I’ve always enjoyed the opportunity to...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Just because I’m sober doesn’t mean that life will always be smooth sailing, and perhaps one way to check up on the quality of my sobriety is to notice how I react when life throws me a curveball. It was a beautiful autumn day, the sun was shining, the sky was a...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
After decades of recovery, I didn’t expect them to show up all at once. But they did. And soon I realized they’d brought others along. I was approaching my 35th year of sobriety and was actually looking forward to it. Somehow, every five years or so, it feels like I...
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It was hard to watch my friend self-destruct. He’d been in recovery for so long. He’d been so successful, so happy. He’d even been named employee of the year at work. But now he was spinning out of control. Forgetting that resentment is poison for alcoholics, he had...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Many years ago, I heard about “emotional sobriety” and wondered if I would ever experience it. As someone new to recovery, I believed that emotional sobriety came only with age, experience, and a lot of hard work—something that seemed far out of reach, as I was...
