I’m sitting in a cafe on the high street today. I’ve just drunk a pumpkin spiced soy latte. I now want another; I have the disease of more. I think I could happily drink two more, but that would cost £9.00. If I did that everyday it would come to £280 a month, which isContinue reading “Pumpkin Latte and I”
I never thought I would go to Claridges to drink cocktails with professor B. I never thought I would go to Claridges. I don’t think I particularly wanted to go to Claridges. It was during the pandemic. When everything was on lockdown, and you weren’t supposed to travel anywhere unless you had a very goodContinue reading “Cocktails at Claridges”
I haven’t had a drink of alcohol today or yesterday I’m pretty busy People are asking me to things quite regularly My flat I live somewhere quiet I’m involved in service and I find it interesting Chelsea Worlds End Sharing from Phillip, Brad, Natalie, Chris Alison’s friendship My blog My new clothes My jobs NotContinue reading “Gratitude List”
I’ve handed today’s post over to the resonance of the universe because I’m still ‘on overwhelm’. A subtitle to this post could be: Is this a blog? I’m full of questions at the moment. Another statement that de-overwhelms me is: My name is Ruth, I’m an alcoholic, and I haven’t had a drink today. WhenContinue reading “What Happened on Thursday? (Part 2)”
I’ve been really challenged since Thursday. Thursday was my volunteer day at the local mental health drop-in, and (I thought) the anniversary of my mother’s untimely death from AIDS related illness. Actually I got the day wrong, I was somewhat alarmed to realise. The actual anniversary was Wednesday the 6th of October, which meant IContinue reading “What Happened On Thursday?”
I fell like absolute crap today. I’ve done everything I can to help myself: been for a walk, eaten, prayed and mediated, called a couple of friends (who weren’t available), asked for support with an issue I’m struggling with. So then I realised that the one thing I haven’t done is written my blog. WillContinue reading “Bad Angels”
Could writing be a way of coming to terms with loss? Reflecting on my recent need to conjure a past ‘love’, in this case an actor: ‘M’ who I met through my recovery meetings, a friend of mine — P — happened to read this blog and sent me an email about her thoughts onContinue reading “Writing is What it is”
I’ve been focussing my attention on loving memories of my mum the past couple of weeks. Happy memories. I want to honour the good in her. Since I’ve been in therapy (years and years) I’ve had to get real about my childhood, and that brought up a lot of anger. And then, in addition toContinue reading “Remembering Mum”
I went to a meeting earlier. There was a lot of talk about this and that, as there is at any 12 step recovery group. I won’t say which 12 step recovery group as I don’t think it’s all that relevant to what I’m going to say. It’s a new one though, a fellowship IContinue reading “12 Step Recovery and Manic Depression”
One reason that I have not been sitting down to type out my daily confessions here is that I’ve been avoiding the main topic my psyche at present: my mum. My take on forgiveness has always been a bit spiky. I felt/was massively betrayed by my mum in my 20’s. I won’t go into itContinue reading “Forgiving Mum”
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