On 27 November 2016, I became alcohol & smoke free & decided to write about my journey.

This is my story.

Super Sparkly Sober Saturday

Pre Soberdom, weekends were for one thing only and that was getting hammered. On Friday nights, the habit was real. There I was, like a bee to a honey pot, hurtling down the wine aisle to check out the offers. In summer, it was white or rose; in winter, heavy red. Two...

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The Massive Mood – 6 months & beyond

Achieving 6 months of sobriety is a weird old time. On the one hand, it's an ENORMOUS accomplishment; on the other, it's a no-mans-land of 'what the actual fuck am I doing?' I remember 6 months well. One minute, I was ecstatic, jumping for joy and celebratory, and the...

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Mum’s week .. ‘I vow to never drink again’

On 28 October 2016, I became sober. My decision was finalised after a hideous hen weekend away. My own hen weekend. I vowed never to drink again. We went camping on Shell Island. I got so drunk that I fell into the fire pit, smashed up all the tables and completely...

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Mum’s Week – ‘CatMother Extraordinaire’

I have been sober for 48 days. Quite the achievement for somebody whose automatic response to any situation was to celebrate (or commiserate) with a beer. Or wine. Or prosecco. Or gin. Good day at work? Have a drink. Bad day at work? Have a drink. Cat fallen out of...

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Mum’s week – ‘The Healing Junkie’

Two years ago, I was a very different person to the one I am today. Back then, I was angry, sad, lost but most of all I was addicted. I started experimenting with drugs at the age of 13, mostly smoking pot and drinking alcohol until someone gave me a Percocet...

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Mum’s Week – ‘Brains Are Awesome’

Towards the end of 2017, I decided to challenge myself to raise money and awareness for The Brain Tumour Charity, in memory of my lovely mum. When I was thinking about what to do, I soon realised that I needed to do something pretty spectacular to get maximum...

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Guest Poem – The Darkness

The darkness descends at any given time; without any warning, without sign. I've survived through what was total hell; only I myself know when I will really be well I've been through bereavement and also divorce; my life is so terribly full of remorse. The demons...

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