Category: Sobriety

Silas as an infant

The Whole Nine

If I were to tell my friends of 10 or 15 years ago that I would become somebody’s mother, I’d be met with dirision and dismissal. Not that they would try to be mean, but I don’t think those friends could have ever pictured me as a parent based on the person I was to ...

Piggy bank with coins

Entitlement is a Warm Gun

A Friendly Wager Let’s assume that this is the first and ONLY pandemic of our lifetime. It’s a stretch, I know. So far, COVID-19 is the first and ONLY instance in modern history where every single person ON THE PLANET is experiencing the same thing. Of course, we can’t all live how the “Haves” would. ...

COVID 19 magnified cells

What a Time to Be Alive

Stranger Than Fiction I made it 1/4 of the way through Gabriel García Márquez’s novel Love in the Time of Cholera before I set my copy down never to return to it again. I mispronounced cholera for the duration of my time between those covers. The way I said it, ignorance sounded like ko-LEH-rah. I don’t do ...

something blue shoes

Don’t Look Down

Tip Toe / Chokehold My wedding shoes were five inches tall, making me a five-foot-nine bride. I chose the shoes before the dress becuase I despise trying on clothes. When I settled on electric ‘something blue’ shoes, the splash of color and tradition were all I wanted to see. It wasn’t until I stood at ...

Black lingere

Hands to Pants Combat

It was during my first weekend as a co-ed I discovered how to get rid of “the spins,” a phenomenon caused by excessive drinking on an empty stomach; see also: “cross-fading,” a physical state of vertigo-esque manifestations caused by smoking weed while drinking. When I engaged in furious making out and/or heavy petting, I became ...

Empty LA bus

Ticket to Ride

No Thx I will be the first to admit that riding the bus in LA brings out just about every negative or unsavory thought and emotion from deep within my psyche. When I board the bus to find my seat, one giant, noxious odor assault my sense. I have some real questions here, people, like ...

Wizard of Oz, "Surrender Dorothy" sky writing

Say ‘Uncle’

Crash and Burn Friday, that’s what’s good. I started this morning unwittingly speaking to a 12-step group of recovering alcoholics about my process of surrender. This is my very favorite topic to discuss because in the past six months, external forces in my life have all but pistol-whipped me into a constant state of bowing ...

Bowie Unseen by Gerald Fearnley

A Cloud of a Different Color

Who, me? My name is Lucy, and I am a recovering alcoholic.  Today I made the executive decision to write my experiences as a person relatively new to sobriety because it occurred to me that my truth could quite possibly help someone–or at the very least, provide some insight into a sometimes-nebulous way of life. ...