What becomes normal? Besides a cycle on a washing machine of course, normal is a relative term. Perhaps a better way to coin it is, what becomes familiar? For years, pain and misery, self doubt and shame, hatred and bitter remorse were our constant companions. How cool is it to wake up one day and [...]
healing in the feeling …
I spout a lot about emotional intelligence. About NOT being reactive or over the top, about how important it is to not be ruled by emotion, and that being rational is best. And it is … BUT … there’s also something to be said for feeling, exactly what it is you’re supposed to feel given [...]
F. E. A. R.
F**k Everything And Run … Face Everything And Recover. Opposite ends of the spectrum of this word called FEAR. It seems that this is a concurrent theme in the helter skelter world of life … especially in addiction. Not just the obvious cowering shiver of a fright night movie show, fear takes many forms. Perhaps [...]
self care …
Oh such a title to write up to … as I’m sitting here with the sniffles and a fever I often wonder how many of my fellow recovering folks are like me? Super Stoic? “I got this … I’m fine … blah blah blah”. Until we fall on our faces from exhaustion. *ahem* We get [...]
a-lone.
I do it. Envelope myself in a blanket of alone. Shaky ground really. Sometimes I feel as if I need to lick my wounds before I show the scars to someone that cares. Wrap my head around what the hell is going on before I try to explain the insanity to another poor soul. As [...]
pucker up …
Oh we love change so. We just get to a point of being comfortable and wham! bam! thank you maam’! … the script gets flipped on us. Life is a lemon, sweetly sour, causing epic puckering of more than one orifice. In a constant state of flux, we find ourselves ducking and dodging the bright [...]
defective?
Defective. NOT working. Broken. Defunct. Default. De-funk-me. Defect of character. Less than pretty behavior that lead to the sick of me … me. What gets in my way? Where does the roadblock, cockblock from the sunlight of the spirit lay? How do I trip over my purple painted toes when my best intentions have me [...]
pink clouds
Serenity: a disposition free from stress or emotion, the absence of mental stress or anxiety. Trudgin’ along on this road of happy destiny. Kickin’ it sobah style, clean as a … whistlin’ the happy tune of life. AKA the “pink” cloud as some snarky, sarcastic folk say. I just call it simple relief from the [...]
seriously?
Don’t take yourself too damn seriously. ~ Rule 62 (1) Gettin’ “fired up” – panties in a twist, knickers in a knot, boxers in a bunch, you get the idea. Namely, we’re not that important wrapped up in a nice pretty humility bow. It’s very easy to get all tangled up in the drama of [...]
honesty spew …
Ever have that moment where you just KNEW you said too much? Went to far? The long awkward pause where you just spilled the proverbial kidney beans of ultimate truth … the moment of silence that seemed to last forever? Or if you don’t got the intuitive not-so-common sense to notice, the point where people [...]
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