Why did it happen to me?
All year I tried harder to be a better person, but there are ALWAYS obstacles in front of me! 553 more words
November 7 marked four years of sobriety for me. That’s pretty incredible for someone who lived an almost daily life of drinking. The days I wasn’t drinking were spent obsessing over how to moderate (quitting wasn’t an option in my mind), how to be a better person, how to nurse my hangover, how I was a victim my whole life, how if people around me would just change they might see I was worthwhile. 916 more words
When I started this blog nearly four years ago, I was adamant that shame did not define me- at least not any longer. A large reason for my drinking was to cover up the guilt and shame of my many wrongdoings; ironically, every time I drank, I created more layers. 988 more words
So I have been a high school English teacher for 24 years. I used to absolutely dread Parent/Teacher conferences. I would have major anxiety several days before as a diatribe would be running through my head: “What if someone is mad?”; ” What if I say the wrong thing?”;”What if their kid has said something that causes a conflict?”. 598 more words