Navigating life as a woman & mom in recovery, one day at a time.

Mental Health

3 Simple Habits That Are Changing My Life

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The way we build and break habits endlessly fascinates me. When I read The Power of Habit last year, something shifted. I stopped worrying that a fleeting (and sometimes not so fleeting) desire for a drink would turn into an actual drink. This book helped me to pay more attention to what my brain was…

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“A Star Is Born” Scared Me A Little Bit

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  ******SPOILER ALERT WARNING******   Sometimes, I like to go to the movies by myself. It’s rare. Just going to the theater in the first place is pretty rare for me. It’s hard for me to sit still that long, my mind always racing to the work I should be doing, errands I should be…

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Defying The Voice

I want to write. “What’s the point?” Hush. My words matter. My story matters. Doesn’t it? You’re a narcissist. Self-absorbed. Other people don’t have to celebrate making it through life without getting drunk. Other people just deal with their problems quietly, they don’t have to bleed out all over the internet to validate themselves. Do…

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I Stopped Apologizing For Not Wearing Makeup

I won't apologize for not wearing makeup anymore

“Sorry I’m not wearing makeup, it’s been one of those days.” I’m somewhat embarrassed that it’s taken me this long to stop apologizing for my face. The last few times I apologized for wearing makeup, it was primarily to men, and I remember them looking mildly awkward about it. Not awkward that I was without…

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I Stopped Being Grateful

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The kitchen is dark except for the counter lights under the cabinets. My favorite sign is leaning against the wall on the counter, “This Kitchen Is For Dancing”. We’ve danced so many times in this kitchen. I stopped being grateful for this house. What a mistake. A ceramic angel is watching me, next to a…

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Sometimes I Cry For No Reason. It’s Weird.

A picture might say a thousand words, but this picture doesn’t tell the whole story. You’d never know from this picture that just 20 minutes ago, I was sobbing into my husband’s shoulder. You wouldn’t know from this picture that about an hour ago, I was snapping at my children if they so much as…

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Why Not Just One Drink?

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It’s 5:42 am, and I’m writing this because I’m too tired to think and this seemed easier than trying to write my book. Honesty is the best policy, guys. I could go back to sleep, but I am determined to create a new habit. That new habit is writing every day, no matter what. I…

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4 Stages of an Epic Martyr’s Meltdown

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There will be gifs in this post because gifs make me smile, and we could all use more smiles. When my kids don’t want to clean up or do something else I’ve asked them to do, they act helpless. They wait until the last minute, pick up dishes sloppily, load them badly, barely make the…

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