Start the Day Again

Sat in front of a laptop stressed, trying to multitask between emails, telephone calls and project tasks it dawned on me; I don’t like the way my day is going so I’m going to start it again. I relied heavily on alcohol as a reward, a crutch and a friend that never disappointed me. The

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A Day to Remember

A couple of years I visited Dublin, Ireland and I wanted to incorporate a couple of AA meetings into the trip. I had attended meetings in Malta whilst on holiday so I was in no doubt that they would be available and at that stage in my sobriety I was convinced meetings were necessary if

Wretched

wretched/ˈrɛtʃɪd/adjective (of a person) in a very unhappy or unfortunate state. I chose this word deliberately when naming my blog because it encapsulates the way I always felt emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually. The hole in the soul, the fear, the unworthiness that could only be appeased and enticed by alcohol. I was told two