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Snow, ice- gotta go shovel, feedgoats, bring in fire wood- Gladto be sober and able !
You know...if we aren't careful, old behaviors can resurface without us even realizing it.Last week I had a second interview for a job I really wanted, my wife met with her attorney to discuss our up comming divorce, I was questioning whether or not I was reeeeaallly an alcoholic (we've all been there), and I was on the verge of getting a new sponsor.This was a very dark time for me. I don't have any control over whether or not I get the job or not, I don't have any control over... Read More
Warning: This entry COULD be TRIGGERING to some people. Proceed with CAUTION! So...I've been wanting to do this, and was planning on doing this on the 13th, but I know I'll be busy that day and won't have the time to do it then... I'm a part of an organization called To Write Love On Her Arms. It's a non-profit for people that suffer with self-harm, addiction, suicide and depression. February 13 is the "unofficial" day for TWLOHA. One of the thi... Read More
I worked at a major university. Unlike most employers, the university was more concerned about my first amendment rights than my productivity. I found my self coming to work earlier and staying later and actually working less and less. I amassed a large on-line archive of pornography. On a typically day at the height of the addiction, I would do about two hours worth of work. Everybody knew that I was not producing. Everybody knew that I had been using... Read More
Wednesday a week ago one of my cats got out without anyone realizing it for about 24 hours. Days passed without his return. While I tried to remain hopeful, I was beginning to think he wasn’t coming back. As pretty as he is, I thought that someone might have taken him. Other thoughts were a bit more macabre.This past Wednesday my husband borrowed a trap from the humane society. He set it before going out. Upon our return, the cage was full. Unfortunately, it wasn’t our cat. We set ou... Read More
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