FURTHER THOUGHTS ON HAVING FUN

It was good to write about my comedic experience on Thursday night. To think about the absence of fun in my recovery. But, since I wrote what I wrote, I have realised that actually I have had other experiences of fun in sobriety, not just during David Byrne’s Meltdown back in the day. David Byrne’sContinue reading “FURTHER THOUGHTS ON HAVING FUN”

HAVING FUN

I live next door to a high end venue that holds comedy nights every couple of months or so. This ‘Studio’ also doubles up as an expensive air B & B. At the moment I’m trying to make an effort to connect with things happening in my community, so when I was invited to attendContinue reading “HAVING FUN”

On Being Ignored

Did you know that emotional pain, such as romantic rejection, lights up the same parts of the brain associated with psychical injury (or something like that). So that when we’ve been rejected we feel pain like in a bodily way. When I first heard this it made absolute sense to me. It’s hard to describeContinue reading “On Being Ignored”

Pretty Cotton Tops and Designer Jeans

Starting on the non spiritual basis of materialism: I desire to spend coming on and I’m not quite sure why. I’ve been scrolling Hiut Denim’s website (£200 for a pair of jeans) and Toast: ‘Tops and Tees”. I am fantasising about blasting my meagre savings in one fell swoop. This would be a terrible thingContinue reading “Pretty Cotton Tops and Designer Jeans”

On Having Some Readers

After writing yesterdays post and reflecting on my early-days-in-recovery higher power, I’ve realised that my homely made-up source was quite appropriate. Writing my letters to ‘Invisible’ was also very similar to telling my story in a 12 step meeting. And there was that air of mystery; was someone there? Did I have a reader? It’sContinue reading “On Having Some Readers”

The Invisible Man

I was thinking today, as I sat down to write, that I’ve undertaken a creative project in the past that was quite good practice for writing a blog. I called it: Love Letters to the Invisible Man. When I got sober in 2003 I was pretty lonely. My marriage had fallen apart (I married onContinue reading “The Invisible Man”

Escaping the War Zone?

I’ve been struggling to put pen to paper the past couple of days because I feel so overwhelmed. Of course, like calling a friend when distressed, this is exactly when I should write. I had the most thrilling time on Friday morning. A friend had a spare ticket for a boat trip around the shoresContinue reading “Escaping the War Zone?”

Noise + A Life Beyond My Wildest Dreams?

I was reading a Bipolar blog on the WordPress site the other day. It had a list of issues to be aware of that can trigger people with Bipolar. Top of the list, I was somewhat surprised to see, was ‘Noise’. This rang a bell with me. Lately I seem to be more sensitive toContinue reading “Noise + A Life Beyond My Wildest Dreams?”