Recovery

“Fun” is not a word I would use to describe this summer. Neither would I use the word “relaxing” or

I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I have all these birthday gift certificates to cash in for mo’ stuff,

My friend gave me a book called “Why Men Love Bitches.” I haven’t read it yet, but I already can’t

I figure I’ve spent enough in parking tickets to feed a small African village for a year. For some people,

After years of reading annoying books written by self-righteous people about how to demolish negative beliefs with cheery affirmations, I

This morning I decided to take myself on a short Artist’s Date (as discussed in The Artist’s Way by Julia

Today I went to my D.A. (Debtor’s Anonymous) meeting and shared about how I feel about not having a regular

While I was in agony today in yoga I thought about a new type of 12-step meeting, one in which

My boyfriend walked into my apartment with sandy shoes and I just about had a nervous breakdown. I know I

There is something about a party where the majority of guests consist of people from 12-step programs that makes for

I’m just curious about what kind of revolution France would have had in 1789 had the masses tried “working on

There are so many different ways of looking at the world, it’s enough to drive any lost soul insane. The

It’s so easy for me to feel like a little kid again. But not in a free-spirited, joyful way, more

I don’t watch scary movies because if I do I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and lie