Monthly Archives: March 2011
September 17, 2001 The Beginning
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I park my car in the lot outside a one-room school house. What kind of education will I get tonight? What if they don’t think I need to be here? What if they don’t like me? Do I have to tell them I’m an alcoholic? Eyeyeye. Fuckin’ A…fucking AA.
As casually as a drag queen wearing her first pair of heals, I saunter up to the front door. Maybe no one will even notice me. I lower my gaze from [...]
>Space Hog
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This is not a classy story. Embarrassing and perhaps titillating. But not lady-like. I was 21-years-old. It’s pretty representative of how I acted. In my next blog I will share my recovery.
My boyfriend Cody and I are sitting on the grass listening to Space Hog perform at an outdoor concert. Their song, “In the Meantime” is totally one of my favorite songs of the summer and it is our song. As the sun is setting, all the voices in my [...]
>Drunk in Mexico
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When I was drinking I did a lot of dangerous things. But I thought I was invincible and didn’t care how it effected the people around me. Example:
In the year 2000.
We’re in Mexico. The sun is hot, the sand hotter. The iguanas are picture perfect and the shrimp is scrumptious. But my boyfriend Jesse is ice cold.
We went to a club last night. After an uncertain number of shots and drinks I got that wild kick in my step and wanted [...]
>SOBRIETY
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9 ½ years ago, I would have to be drunk just to hang out with people. Just to open my mouth and talk. Being sober was really fucking uncomfortable. Every time I spoke, it was like thought bubbles were popping up displaying all my feelings, “awkward”, “insecure nerd”, “Debbie Downer” “I pee in the shower.” No one would even have a clue as to what I was actually saying. They could only see what a disaster I was and kept [...]
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