Today is a particularly poignant day. It is precisely 16 years since Dad took his last breath. I remember the day as if it was yesterday. Me and my sister found him on the living room floor in his flat, and despite looking like shit, he was in a positive mood. He reached out his […]
Category: Having a word with me sen
Writing it out
There have been some days over the past year; I have had to have some serious Words Wi Me Sen to adjust with this shit show called COVID. Confined to home working, being isolated from the usual office/social chat and banter has been replaced with more time to think or, should I say, overthink. I […]
Hormones and the cycle of change – Part of a woman’s recovery that’s rarely talked about
Most people in recovery have heard Prochaska and DiClemente’s Stages of Change, but what about the monthly cycle. I have spoken to many women whose periods stopped during their using but came back with a vengeance when they started their recovery journey. “I mean as if us women don’t have enough emotional shit to deal […]
If life was a cake, what would you be?
On the inside I would be made up of colourful layers, laced with buttercream and covered in marzipan and a royal icing layer. We aren’t born anxious, scared or consumed with self-doubt, this is learned behaviour, reactions to past traumatic events. The ingredients in my cake contain acts, and scenarios that have festered in […]
Letting go of Anger – The day I fell out of Love with writing
Haruki Murakami was quoted as saying that “once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive…But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in” This quote resonates with me, but what Haruki doesn’t mention […]
What was your Shirley Moment?
I watched Shirley valentine over Christmas; it was a welcome distraction from the boredom that comes in between Christmas Day and New Year, I laughed at her talking to the wall because I realised that used to me! I’ve always questioned everything; even as a kid, although I rarely voiced any of it because it […]
A Christmas Recovery Tale
This recovery journey started on 3rd of December 2015 when I received a private message via Facebook… “Hi Tracey, its Adam Holmes, hope u don’t mind me massaging I just had my interview at Arc house yesterday been accepted just waiting to do my methadone detox on Burbidge I’ve been four weeks on Saturday off […]
Book & Life Update
Well, it’s been a fucking crazy year hasn’t it? who would have thought this time last year, some of us would be having to self-isolate at home and especially over Christmas. I however, have found myself embracing the change if I’m honest, COVID has provided me with some much needed ‘time to think’ and […]
Christmas is coming… Check yourself before you wreck yourself
People look forward or dread Christmas day for many reasons, it can be an opportunity for relaxing or relapsing – you decide A Christmas Poem – By Fordy The pressure of family expectations. The awkward conversations with family members you speak to only once a year, Worrying about money, the money you haven’t got. A […]
Is giving up simply an excuse for not trying hard enough?
This has just popped up on my memories, I came across it four years ago Alcoholic, 41, given a lethal injection because he saw death as his only option. I still remember how the article unsettled me at the time, I even shared the post posting ‘I’m on the fence with this one’. However, […]
