Unbraided

Wouldn’t it be great if we could fix their worries as easily as we can fix their hair! Wouldn’t it be great if we could weave the day ahead and all its unknown threats into a tight and pleasing braid – certain. Fixed. We’d see where the wispy bits escape, and fix them with a…

Witness The Crazy

Well, it’s been quite a while since I’ve blogged, as you can see. What have I been up to? End-of-school-year Music Teacher stuff, end-of-school-year mum stuff, and THE BIGGY – BUYING A HOUSE stuff. Finally, I understand the reason why people who are doing all the admin, never mind the physical preparation, for a house…

Second time lucky

Yesterday I went to my local town street festival with my husband, Mr. 5 and Miss Nearly 3. I anticipated a bit of FOMO, on account of the street festival street-drinking. A day when drinking in the high street is deemed socially acceptable, with local rock bands playing? “COOL!”, a little part of me still…

Let it go, let it go! 🎶

I’m sat writing this in bed at 6.45am on Saturday, 13 months sober TODAY I just noticed. I’m gladly sacrificing my one weekly ‘lie-in’ (OK, I am lying in, but not sleeping). My husband and I get one lie-in each at the weekend, the other getting up at the usual daily 6.20am as dictated by…

The Raincloud

Today I may be breaking one of my own rules: to only blog content that I feel serves a positive purpose. To only post uplifting stuff. I’m struggling today. Not struggling with sobriety per se, just… struggling. I cannot write when I feel depressed. I can’t find the words… but I’m going to try to…

Eat, drink, be … recovered

Alright, so, today I’ve been mulling over just how much recovering from alcohol abuse disorder has shed light on my old eating disorder. One of the hardest parts of overcoming the E.D. to which my life became tethered throughout my late teens and early twenties was my deep confusion, guilt and frustration about it. I…

“I’M IN RECOVERY” What does that even mean?

18 months ago, when I first dipped my toe into the sea of the sobriety social media scene, I observed people writing things like, “I’ve been in recovery for 10 years”. This used to puzzle me. When I first gave up alcohol 12.5 months ago (it was not the first time I’d given up, but…