This is where it all begins to end for so many of us. It’s certainly the case with storm in a wine glass. And while we don’t all weigh in with the same numbers, the scars are still the same. The scars heal, of course, if we lean into recovery as our intention. But they do remain. Just sayin’.
Go read the whole thing from storm in a wine glass. Promptly, please.
I really appreciate the post from alcoholfree2016 on the self-defeating belief that moral or spiritual perfection /pərˈfekSHəˌnizəm/ is somehow attainable in our lifetime… if we simply strive for it. Fortunately, she pops that balloon rather quickly:
‘Perfectionism’ doesn’t mean that you are , or even think you can be, perfect. It means you beat yourself up when you are NOT perfect.
Which given that no-one is perfect, you can always do better, and the range of tasks and things one needs to do every day is so vast …. it means beating yourself up about everything, every single day.
Go read the who thing, of course. And she has a very helpful chart there on how the unrealistic desire for perfection easily leads to depression. So go. Now.
Simply put, this is a repost — an amazing repost — from one of my favorite bloggers from across the Pond. As I type this on my Toshiba laptop, functioningguzzler is observing her 11th month sober, and she wrote a straight-from-the-heart, honest post noting for each sober month “eleven reasons why being sober really does feel like magic.”
So… I’m just going to tease with the first two reasons, because I know these are more than enough to swing on by her awesome site for the other nine. Seriously, how could you not?
- LIFE – Living under the hazy cloud of being an alcoholic isn’t living, I was just turning up and going through the motions with very little feeling involved.
- FEELINGS – The GOOD & the BAD emotions, I’m feeling them both now and sadly it’s impossible to have one without the other but that’s okay because I am dealing with them and no longer burying them.
Honestly, from my 8-years-9-months of sobriety, I had sorta forgotten what a lot of that felt like. Best of all, though, functioningguzzler has included in her list “the things that ARE better and things that I am working on to be better.”
Most excellent reading. We are all on this healing journey together.
via Why I Changed My Twitter Handle, Again
But a lot has changed in the past few years. I’ve grown comfortable in my own skin. I’ve learned that nobody gives a shit what’s in my glass at a party or a work happy hour. They just want me to be there. And more importantly, I’ve learned not to give a shit about it. I’ve gotten comfortable with my status as a person in long term recovery.
Go read the whole thing. It’s outstanding.
via Festive Season My Arse — Functioningguzzler
I was thinking in the last couple of days that I really don’t have anything to say on here at the moment. This got me thinking further because I generally always have something even if it’s dumb or a rambling mess. Now I realize that the reason I don’t FEEL like I have anything to say is because internally I am shutting down. Previously I have had alcohol to lean on and numb myself over this period but this time I don’t have that crutch. […]
Outstanding post from Mark Goodson at The MIRACLE of the MUNDANE on simply putting the clean and sober life into some much-needed perspective. I’m sure I probably shouldn’t quote so much at length here, but this is majorly good stuff from one of my favorite sites.
Knowing we suffer from the slouch of addiction and alcoholism is only the beginning. If we don’t correct our posture, we continue to suffer . . . Because it is in our nature to love the effects produced by drugs and alcohol, we must do radically foreign things to stay clean and sober.
. . . Recovery is a clean start, a new beginning. I’ve been leaning toward the light ever since, growing the way those trees grow when only one side stretches at length toward the sun. The other side of me is still there. I just don’t give it as much nourishment anymore.
Mark also realizes that life’s terms confronting his family and him are best dealt with with deliberate intentions. I find this… rather reassuring, since Joy and I stopped watching television quite a few years ago. I’m just like that after all these years.
Go read the whole thing. There’s a significant lesson there.
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