I Hated Sober People


That’s right, I hated sober people. Hate is such a strong word but it was definitely a mixture of distain and probably even jealousy every time I met someone who said, “I’m Sober”. How could going to some meetings and […]

Blacking Out and Cutting Back


The picture above is of a piece of art I created after waking up from a vivid dream I had about my recovery and alcohol. I went out that day in Rome and found art supplies. I’ve never once created […]