Sometimes the only way I can handle my brother’s overdose death is to not handle it. Grief is funny that way.
This is the first of a multi-part series on how we drunks suffer differently. Sometimes the hard stuff is the best stuff, so smile and keep pushing that shit up the hill. Clancy Martin shows the way.
We asked our readers to submit some things to put in their personal "God Box" – a place for resentments and painful memories that they admit hold them back. Here's an illustrated collage of the submissions we received.
Our first regular "Anonymous" feature comes from a shadowy contributor who has been using Antabuse for the past year to help reduce alcohol cravings, since regular old abstinence wasn't enough. This q-and-a reveals whether that experience was more or less harrowing than being a banged-up fall-down drunk.
For this round of Inverse Pitching, we asked our readers to submit memorable smells that reminded them of miserable times. "Whiffs of nostalgia," if you will. Seriously, when was the last time you thought about Stetson cologne? Enjoy these six entries.
We collected as many quiet confessions from some of our readers about what they believe was lost due to their alcoholism, drug misuse, or overall idiocy and selfishness. We didn't ask for full sentences, just a couple words. Here's what came up for them.
When we think of bottom stories, we usually think of car crashes or jail time, maybe a fist fight in a bar or a job or marriage loss. But sometimes they're less dramatic and only reveal themselves once our brains return to normal and involve dumb birds falling from the sky.
Here’s a monthly recovery-related question we pose to our resident advocacy professional, Joe Schrank. Joe’s been a social worker for 25 years, plus run several rehabs, sober living facilities, been a sober coach and an interventionist. So he's seen plenty. We asked Joe this month about recovery charlatans, and who to watch out for. He named some names, but don't these people really just want to help? The gurus are multiplying.
This Inverse Pitching is for all those who have lost control of their bodily functions and pissed their pants. It's okay. It (used to) happen.