Dear Alcohol, You took my life apart, piece-by-piece, and destroyed it. At first I didn’t notice it was you – it couldn’t be, because you were my friend.
For some reason, summer always strikes me as a tough season to stay sober. Maybe because of the energy it brings, or the increased number of cook-outs and drinking that goes on. Granted, I didn’t need the summer excuse to get my drink on, but I’m certain I used it anyway. If you are new to sobriety, or if you’re like me and get a little nostalgic, here are 10 tips for a sane and sober summer.
I’m grateful for this website even though I don’t belong here yet. I’m grateful that I can feel like a part of your stories even if I’m holding a drink while reading them.
Over the last (almost) eleven years of sobriety I’ve had to find new, healthy coping skills to deal with stress.