What a Ride

What a Ride

I’ve always struggled to explain how I felt in the early days of my sobriety, but it seems that the longer I stay sober, the harder it becomes. I’ve been told that it was because of all the chemical changes happening in my body, or maybe it was because I was so...

Solitude

Solitude

I love learning new things, and I still remember how good it felt to finally identify the causes and conditions that set me up for a drink. I discovered that I mostly drank over the resentments I hung on to, the fear I had grown accustomed to, and the guilt and shame...

Secret to a Peaceful Life

Secret to a Peaceful Life

“I wish I was as peaceful as you are,” he said as he shook his head. “You don’t seem to get upset about much of anything. How do you do it?” I smiled as I considered what my friend had just said. Surely, you have got to be kidding, I thought. But I knew he wasn’t. Of...