I’d been on the fence for a few years about sobriety. Could I do it? Would I do it? How? I started by committing to Sober October a few days early after a particularly embarrassing drunken night at the end of September. I told most people I was doing it to see if I could… Continue reading Finding the Answers
ONE month sober. I genuinely thought I’d never be able to say this. Even during pregnancy I’d have a sip here or a small glass of wine there. I have never gone this long sober since I started drinking at 14. Sad, eh? I’ve had this niggling feeling in the back of my mind for… Continue reading Strolling with Sobriety
20 years ago, at the impressionable age of 15, I put myself in a situation that I still regret to this day. I believe I was raped. Or believed. Or believe. I’m not sure anymore. Over the course of researching and writing my book, memories long forgotten have started to surface, including some about one… Continue reading Blackout.
To say I had a good childhood would be true...until I was 12 that is. Then shit hit the fan. To protect my family who may read this and for those who know them, I'll leave it to your imagination to understand how a young girl with a bright future chose victimhood, resentment, booze, sex… Continue reading My Past Doesn’t Define Me. It Inspires Me.