‘Do we have to go through this rigmarole every time….’

I find myself hearing this woman’s Manchester accent in my head every time I wake up knowing I shouldn’t have drank…. Here’s a link to the original very British ad for those not familiar https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMA79vgF2Ow There’s nothing more to say really other than, I know I shouldn’t have drank, I know I should have stopped…blahContinue reading “‘Do we have to go through this rigmarole every time….’”

Update

I’ve been aware that I’ve been silent for a few weeks now and have been struggling to find the time to update! But things are good! Which silence usually indicates, as when it’s good, I don’t need to come and have these long chats with myself here!! I’ll try to rewind to two weekends ago,Continue reading “Update”

The Little Things

It’s the little things I love about being sober. Being present in conversations, small moments in time when I remember that I could not or would not have felt a certain way had I been drinking, appreciating my health and time with my children, being a better and more consistent parent to my children. ThereContinue reading “The Little Things”

It’s not you, it’s me…

So, I’ve been talking to a close friend I am able to confide in, and it’s easy to see when I talk out loud that my thoughts aren’t making sense. I think I’m eating enough in one breath, then I say but I’m really not I suppose…..it goes on…the similarities between the things I tellContinue reading “It’s not you, it’s me…”

Weighing up the issues

Hey, I am so grateful for all the supportive comments on my last blog, Ill try to address some of the questions here and think out loud… My partner weighing me – this does seem very controlling, but it is something I agreed to in my care plan when I was discharged from the EDContinue reading “Weighing up the issues”

Choose your poison

I had the best new years eve I can remember …ever I guess! No hangover, no fighting, no embarrassing memories or texts, you know none of the things that are shit about alcohol. There was however – lots of fun, laughter and cheesy dancing with my (almost) 10 & 11 year olds. I planned aContinue reading “Choose your poison”