Self care isn’t always glamorous. This one was a big one for me. A core wound if you will. My whole world changed when I started working this self care muscle. ⭐️⭐️⭐️What are some unglamorous but necessary ways you practice self care in your #recovery
? #wearesacred #sacredselfcare #selflovewarrior
I am trying to remain focused on #odaat
, but as our Mexico vacation approaches I'm getting more anxious about where I am in my #sobriety
and going to an all inclusive.
There are thoughts like:
☀️ maybe we just drink on vacations
😎 we can just see how it goes
⛱️ how can we not drink on vacation?
And then there are the competing thoughts of
🚫 I have come so far why give up then
🌊 It will prove so much to myself if I can do it sober
🏖️ You don't need alcohol to enjoy Mexico.
My husband is supportive of whatever I decide. I'm thinking of not deciding anything and going #onedayatatime
but also I think feeling prepared to guard my sobriety might be better.
It's less than 2 weeks away, so wish me luck. I'd love to be able to come back and say I was at 37 days.
Some days, this has to be enough. This has to be everything. Because it is.
Lately I can’t seem to muster the enthusiasm or commitment for: working out, sticking to keto, waking up early, writing, yoga, or general “self-improvement.” I know all of those tools work when I’m in the mood to implement them - I just can’t seem to get to that place and stay there, which is frustrating. The frustration leaves me feeling like a failure, which swells up inside me and suffocates everything else.
I needed a Reminder today (capital R) that I’m already doing the most important work of my life, and I’ve been doing it for 857 consecutive days! There is nothing, and will never be anything, more important or life-affirming than this: my sobriety. It is everything, the only thing.
So I ate a muffin for breakfast and I probably won’t hit the gym and I might not have the most productive day at work and odds are I’ll go home tonight and binge-watch something on Netflix until I start snoozing and I might do the same exact thing tomorrow. AND THANK YOU, GOD. Because I’m not afraid of myself anymore.
And it is enough.
#sobriety #soberwarrior #soberlife #soberAF #sherecovers #thisiseverything #freeandwoke #wildandpreciouslife #wearetheluckiest #recovery
As I start to learn more about #alcohol
, how it affects our bodies and our health, I have started to realize how much needs to be debunked.
My Mom told me the other day she has high blood pressure and high cholesterol, but when I suggested alcohol might be a cause (she was confused about where these things come from because she is, outside of alcohol, healthy) she was like "no, it's good for you. Studies say so."
It isn't good for you and I struggle watching her, and others in my life, drink their health away. Just like I am sure people struggled watching me do that with mine.
Here's a few things alcohol does:
Brain - changes our mood behaviour and is linked to difficulties for those with depression and anxiety.
Heart - it stresses out our heart and can lead to cardiomyopathy, arrhythmias, high blood pressure and even contribute to strokes.
Liver - fatty liver, fibrosis, cirrhosis and alcoholic hepatitis
Pancreas - can lead to pancreatis
Cancer (source: National Cancer Institute) - strong association between alcohol and several cancers.
Not to mention it makes you feel shitty and causes stress on relationships. I wish it was an easier message to send to those we love, and I know from experience it isn't always easy to hear, but no, alcohol is not good for you.
I can see myself sitting in a corner, babbling and rocking back and forth. There will be no more fun in drinking and for this I am certain.
Our spiritual advisors Josie and Stella leading our business meeting today. They believe self care in the form of multiple naps, playing and cuddling are all of equal importance. #wearesacred #recoverymemes #dogsofinsta
Forgive yourself. You cannot change the past. Give yourself permission to not let anything weigh you down. Create the future you imagine. As @recoveringdawn
says, "The shit we did is just the shit we did. It's not who we are."
So. Excited!! And proud of our girl, Payton. We will be launching SHE RECOVERS Dance at our upcoming retreat at @kripalucenter
- spots still available!
SHE RECOVERS® Dance is a guided movement experience, developed by dancer, yoga teacher and our SHE RECOVERS® Director of Retreats & Event Operations, Payton Kennedy. The experience is facilitated with a carefully curated music playlist, cues and markers based on mindfulness, mind/body/spirit connection and yoga philosophy. SHE RECOVERS® Dance gifts a woman the opportunity to create her own, unique dance in an inspiring, playful and judgment-free space, promoting self-discovery, body positivity, freedom, joy and empowerment.
#sherecovers #sherecoversdance #recovery #holisticrecovery #healing #retreat #womensretreat
We're behind the scenes planning tons of Booze-Free fun for YOU and YOU and YOU! We can't wait to tell you ALL about it very soon. Stay tuned! (and yes, we like to rhyme) It's all coming in good time... haha! See what we did there. 😊
My kids and my dad on vacation nine years ago. I can’t stand the cuteness! The simplicity of life with these littles allowed me to drink excessively yet function so well no one knew how much I was hurting and struggling to survive. On this trip, the kids and I stayed with my folks at their home. My mom and I replenished the booze supply daily, with me delighting in the wine selection at the grocery store (we don’t have that where I live), gladly accepting every drink that was offered, and sneaking another round or two after everyone had gone to bed. Drinking started at lunch each day. I spent the trip either hung over or drinking. Usually, when I look at the photo album, all I see are my kids’ smiling faces — they had an absolute blast and so did my folks and I — and I remember road tripping with them on my own for the first time and the craziness of all the car issues we had on the way down and pushing through for 20 hours straight on the way home. This morning, a few photos popped up in my Facebook memories and all I could think about was the drinking. I remember the name of the beer I fell in love with and the label on the bottle of wine we bought for me every day. While I sometimes long to have these days back — not the drinking days but the days when the kids were small and things were so easy — it was the complexity of life and the kids’ growing up that brought me to my knees with booze. There was no way to balance my drinking and my living. Drinking was killing the living — mine and theirs — though I’m not sure they knew it. While part of me wants to go back and do this trip as the person I am today, I know I wouldn’t be her had it not been for everything that came to pass. So grateful for these kiddos — without them to live for I would have never learned how to live for me.
Context: I used to LOVE reading drunk text roundups on BuzzFeed. I could laugh myself silly with them.
And while some are still adorable, I don't laugh as much anymore.
Maybe it's a sign of a switch in my mindset, but I worry about these people and the culture we are creating by saying these things are both funny and okay.
I used to drunk text often and it definitely got me in more trouble than it was ever worth.
Stay safe friends, and man am I glad I'm cognizant of every message I send!
The line between what can I do and what I can’t I do, what is right and what is wrong, how serious and how not seriously do I take certain things, is really, really tough in sobriety. At once we learn to take it easy because stress can set us off, but also that we have to be far more serious and critical because we may not realize how we’re setting ourselves up to set ourselves off. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by it and most of the time I’m being way too hard on myself out of fear of making a mistake that leads to a mistake that could disappoint people and worse, threaten my sobriety if not demolish it all together. That’s a lot of pressure, right? What I look for is discernment and what I act on is trust. I have to trust in a Higher Power and I have to trust in myself, too. Usually if I can’t trust in me, I haven’t been trusting HP and that gets easier to discern. I’m learning to keep a steady pace, go with the flow, put (constructive) criticism where it’s due and give myself a whole lot of human grace where that’s due, too. Cheers to the forever climb, the peaks and summits, losing your breath and catching it again, to the sprint, to the crawl, but the constant progress. The view gets better as the trust transcends 🙏🏻 #sherecovers #soberwomen #sobertribe #sobergirlsociety #soberliving #lifenotwasted #soberladies #boozefreebabe #soberishotaf
2.17.19 | Day 894
Musings + Gratitude 🌻
"Music... will help dissolve your perplexities and purify your character and sensibilities, and in time of care and sorrow, will keep a fountain of joy alive in you."
– Dietrich Bonhoeffer
📸: 1/3 of my go-to recovery anthems, "Part II" by @paramore
(the other two are "Let the Flames Begin" & "Last Hope" also by Paramore)
Music has been / will always be my top favorite way to simultaneously lose + find myself and/or break myself wide open + put myself back together.
Full-disclosure: Ever since those few days that occurred a few wks ago -- when I was FINALLY able to legitimately feel + sob -- I'm still struggling immensely w/ my depression and longing to have "breakthrough" emotions + feelings, and am consistently on the cusp of deeply feeling robust emotions, but that's as close as I ever get. It's like that abrupt awareness of deprivation is just a rude awakening I'm still on this hamster wheel. I had some EXTREMELY painful epiphanies (possibly only theories, but they felt like honesty based realizations to me) about my father, in addition to separate, various angles of my past that I'm fighting tooth + nail. The latter mostly pertains to false perceptions, skewed nostalgia, and inflated ideas/illusions (still). That shit is heavy, messy + deep -- things I'm not treating lightly and am examining w/ care. I'm merely (extremely) frustrated at the fact I can have these profound thoughts and NOT have the ability to have visceral reaction I know my body is desperately trying to let out.
Additionally.. I won't go into detail bc privacy.. but my 10 y.o. daughter's been going through / dealing with her own *things*, which resulted in me carefully researching for + employing outside help, so as to to ensure we start addressing + taking care of her needs. We're on the right path, but lots of work to be done, and her needs come first.
Good mental health specialists (who are invested in YOUR welling, not lining THEIR pockets) are hard to find and cost a pretty penny, so blasting music, writing my heart out, intrapersonal reflecting + spilling my guts are having to do for me, for now. 🌻
Finally breaking free of the #depression
episode. It's so hard to remember when you're in one that it gets better. But today I feel peaceful, grateful, and alive with a calm heart. Barely even remembered to count the day.
HUMILITY: I want to help everyone and create beauty without regard for money. But I live in a body with practical needs, and I am willing to be fully self-supporting. If I’m not creating and selling something, I’m not adulting.
“Before enlightenment: chop wood, carry water.
After enlightenment: chop wood, carry water.”
- Zen saying
#idealist #spiritualbusiness #creativeentrepreneur
Figure out what you love and do lots of it. Take low quality selfies for proof. As soon as you arrive, realize you aren’t there yet. Keep going.
Appreciate passing through moments of perfection as they happen (this day was one of mine). I’ve been reflecting on just how much my life has changed over the past few years, what it looks like, what if feels like, and how I move from moment to moment. My expectations for myself and those around me are shifting. What it means to belong. What it means to connect. What do I really need?
How to disagree and still belong and realizing that’s the only way to really connect.
Just some very incomplete thoughts that bubbled to the surface this morning.
#skibum #sherecovers #wearetheluckiest #soberliving #soberlife #morning #clarity #thedrylife #alcoholfree #doyou #lifecoach #soberchick #keepgoing #theshift #skilife
Rosemary Blueberry Spritz - one of 4 #mocktails
we created tonight 😍
We're passionate about diminishing codependency. For me, it was at the top of my character defects list. If I slip, I'm certain to follow someone right out the door. I never want to lose myself like that again. One relapse was enough.
So here’s the thing... my parents are not alcoholics. They have never touched a drug. They don’t even drink. They are still happily married after 48 years. 😳. I do however have alcoholism in my extended family and also past generations. In trying to heal through generational issues, I found this program and relate to a lot of it. I read everything. I take what applies to me and leave the rest. ✨
It’s the Tamster’s birthday today and I’m just the most grateful this week (and every week) to have you as my mom. I’m so exhausted I can’t come up with much more than simply thank you and I love you and you deserve everything wonderful this world has to offer. Happy birthday mama bear. Wouldn’t be who I am or where I am without your love. (Okay but ALSO how hot is my mom??)❤️❤️❤️ LOVE YOU TAM
Keep the promises you make to yourself. Every single one of them. Let nothing stand in your way. Why? Because you are worth it! I love you.
Even middle of the night stomach pain (because I ate too much cheese) feels better #sober
, because my body isn't also trying to contend with the poison that is #alcohol
. That was my thought process at 3am.
You can choose you.💙 And we'll be here along the way to support you with opportunities for #boozefree
fun and connections.
Contemplating control. What happens in the letting go...in that pause? I wrote something about it (link in my bio, you feel me and feel like reading). Letting go can also simply be a shift in where your efforts to control land, as per this lovely visual expression. Happy Saturday everyone! 💛 #control #blogging #writing #recoverystories #sherecovers
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for our #recoverylooksgoodonyou
campaign! See more of her story below...We would love to feature you on our page. Keep sending in those submissions!
I started to live out LOUD in January of 2018 i knew then I was ready to become sober. I drank for over a DECADE. What started out as social drinking became the vicious cycle of ALCOHOLISM. I was in a big black hole and couldn't seem to get out . My depression became worse , suicide attempts,psych wards etc . I finally had enough I was sick & tired of being sick & tired . I woke up and surrendered to alcohol on Feb 5 2018 I've been sober 373 days .Recovery is possible & I thank God everyday.
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