If you’re reading this, you’ve probably Googled a dozen different versions of “how to quit smoking” or “what is the timeline for quitting” in the hopes of understanding how long this fresh hell is going to last. I certainly did for the solid 10 years I tried (and failed) to quit smoking. Although there’s no […]
I recently finished the wonderfully hilarious and relatable Sober Diaries by Clare Pooley and one of the countless good points she brought up revolves around the public perception of sobriety and not drinking alcohol. I’m paraphrasing, but she laments about how quitting smoking is viewed as this triumphant act. It receives a pat on the back and […]
When I first got sober, the comments section on social media became my new drug of choice.
Social media became a form of anti-meditation for me, where I maintained a singular focus on what can only be described as the worst parts of humanity. (I’m looking at you, Twitter.)
In sobriety, there is always a fear of the dreaded relapse. Am I going to screw this up? Will I end up back where I was? In fact, according to Alcohol.org, 40-60% of us will relapse at some point in our recovery. The good news is that you don’t necessarily have to be one of […]
In 2016, I began treatment for generalized anxiety disorder. In truth, I should’ve gotten treatment years sooner, but I had no idea what was going on with me. I decided to self-medicate with alcohol instead. What caused my anxiety? How did I let things get so bad? As it turns out, there are numerous causes […]
A while ago I noticed that my anxiety levels felt through the roof for no particular reason. My neck and shoulders were in a constant state of stiff or sore. I felt foggy brained and tight in the chest. Several times a day, I had to consciously tell myself to soften my jaw or remove my shoulders from my ears. I would sit down innocently enough to check something on Twitter or Facebook and lose an hour without realizing how or why. My motivation began to deplete. I wasn’t getting anything of value done and still managed to feel like I’d run a marathon at the end of the day.