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Gran Canaria

I set off for Gran Canaria early on Wednesday morning, hoping that four days in the sun would be the break I needed to get me out of the funk that had seemed to settle on me for the past six weeks. The weather forecast for Gran Canaria looked good: four days of unbroken sunshine [...]

Happy New Year!

God, I can’t believe another year has passed. It’s a clichéd question that I seem to be asking my friends a lot recently, but where did 2010 go? 2011 has come far too quickly for me. Though the past twelve months have borne witness to some of my most challenging experiences in recovery, I don’t [...]

I’m going to Barcelona tomorrow! I have a whole week off work, starting now, and I will be spending five days of it in Spain. I’ve never been to Spain before, and it appeared on this year’s list of places to go, when I realised that I could easily afford it. I don’t want to [...]

Last night I dreamt about New York, for possibly the third or the fourth time since I got back to London. I dreamt that I was living and working there, and I was happy. I’d built a life for myself there, I had friends and it felt like I was in exactly the right place [...]

 About thirty-six hours ago I arrived at work, prepared for but not entirely excited about the day ahead. I had my overnight bag with me, as did everyone else, and it instantly felt as if I was going on a school trip. Several people made that precise remark as we all bundled onto the [...]

Entertainment

Recovering from New York took a bit longer than expected. I spent most of the weekend asleep, I was so tired. By Sunday night I felt that enough energy had been regained to go out. I met Phil and some other non-AA friends that I don’t really like in Clapham, for a night of dancing [...]

Englishman in New York

The title of today’s blog seemed like almost too much of a cliché to use, but since I might never get to use it again, I thought I would be daring. The title is, of course, referring to where I was this week. I’d dreamed of going to the Big Apple for at least three [...]

God complex

As the excitement mounts and the day of my flight to New York gets closer, I am hardly able to think about anything else. In spite of the usual petty irritations at work, I have been in a fairly buoyant mood all week, mainly because I know that by the end of this week I [...]

Immediately after I finished writing yesterday morning I went downstairs, ready to head out for another day in the rat race, when I bumped into Ethan, who was not feeling too good. He has been unemployed for several months and the situation is really getting him down. He said all the things I used to [...]

Happy New Year

I can’t believe it’s been a decade, since I stood with my mother by the river Thames, at the age of seventeen, watching those ever so slightly disappointing millennium fireworks. With it being the end of the memorable noughties, I am naturally in a reflective mood at the moment. Especially because so much has happened [...]

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