THE BADASS RECOVERY BLOG
Relapse is one of my favorite subjects because I lived in it for two long years. After five years of sobriety, I found myself chugging warm chardonnay in a parking lot.
Relapse brought me shame. Shame brought me more relapse.
I would drink, feel like a failure (both the world...
This story is part two of my most recent post about what recovery in action looks like for me right now. Read it here.
Less than a month ago at lunchtime, while at work, I went up to the skyline - the one open-aired place in the building I used to call home. I sat on a chair under the sun,...