Hell is other people. Love them anyway.

I sat in a meeting tonight and felt completely slimed by another woman's share. It was so pregnant with noxious trauma and so saturated in delusion and resentment and suffering that every word that spewed out of her mouth felt like a noose around my neck. I had to clutch my throat and shut my…

Alcoholism Pt. 3: Moving Down South

It was like summer camp in a lot of ways. There I was, living in a house just minutes from the beach, surrounded by a bunch of young people who felt charged with a frenetic energy that can only come from rehab. Rehab can be a lot of fun. It really can. You sit around garages and…

Alcoholism Pt. 1: In the beginning…

When I turned fourteen, I started smoking a lot of pot. I loved getting high. It was like entering a new world where everything sounded better and smelled better and felt better. And food tasted so good. If I had a bag of weed on me, it was like security. It was a gateway to…

Perception: Body

Perhaps perception plays its most deceitful and nasty and fascinating and sometimes wonderful tricks when it comes to how we view our bodies and the bodies of others. Especially when you are a woman coming of age in the western world anytime in the past two centuries. The overriding perception is often this: there is something…

The Wonder of Perception

Perception is an interesting thing. In general, it is defined as our way of seeing or understanding something. It can also be defined as our way of interpreting something. Even further, it can be narrowed down to a specific sort of intuition or insight. In recovery we talk about perception very much being a choice…