I've started 3 different posts, get a third of the way into them and then completely lose the thread of what I want to write. Nothing is coming out the way I want it to and so the perfectionist in me says 'Don't bother'. It's a metaphor for my life. Too hard, give up. If … Continue reading Aaaargh!
Nine days without alcohol. The longest stretch I've has this year. Shouldn't I be feeling good? Proud and pleased with myself? Full of beans and energy? Nope, nope and nope. I don't feel awful, I don't feel good. I'm just kind of feeling...meh. Don't get me wrong, I think it's great that I haven't had … Continue reading Time waits for no man (or woman)
And acts like a duck, then it's probably......a duck. Or, in this case, depression. I fear that the Black Dog is nipping at my heels, yet again. It's something I've learned to be on guard against. Experience has gifted me the ability to hear it barking, far in the distance and to observe it creeping, … Continue reading If it looks like a duck….
It's Day 6, I have no desire to drink whatsoever, but I'm feeling flat, flat, flat. Part of me is thinking 'this is why I drink', because often, when I don't, I feel like this. It's as though there is no colour or vibrancy in life. Just a monotonous shade of grey, permeating my thoughts, … Continue reading Fell on Black Days
Hahaha! My second blog post so soon! Why? Well, after I finished my first post, I closed down my laptop and waited for the feeling of ease I'd anticipated, to wash over me. It did not. I had expected that by starting my blog, I would feel a sense of accomplishment, a sense of See?! … Continue reading This is hard
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