What is Recoverati?

a site dedicated to exploring the underbelly of recovery with wit and affectionate cynicism

I relate most when I witness honesty. Therefore, I offer the mistakes, fumbles, joys and analyses of my life in real-time.




My name is Lucy Hartman and I am a recovering alcoholic who is holding onto her edge. I got sober in Los Angeles with the most creative and least well-adjusted population on the planet–so I fit right in. While I am beyond grateful that I am no longer a drunken sexpot, I want to continue to hold a flame for the women who still are.

It’s hard to get sober, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be funny.

Welcome to the recovering sluts, addicts, and hot messes among us. Recoverati features essays, articles and interviews from hard-earned wisdom in sobriety.


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Kind of Blue

I am a person you want around when there is an emergency. Beginning in the early aughts as a camp counselor, I have…

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…

Part III: The Center Cannot Hold

First and Foremost The day that Roe fell, our team launched into rapid response--some Def Con, DDay, hard core shit. I got a…