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What I Learned From Reading My Old Journals
I’m so glad I kept them
I should have quit drinking 30 years ago
A typical entry from any one of my journals:
“Had a drink last night and felt sick and made a fool of myself. I need to stop.”
Too bad it took me until this year — 2024 — to finally quit for good.
I wasn’t an alcoholic. My body just does not process alcohol and never has been able to. I would feel great for about 20 minutes after a drink. Then I would get a headache, get super tired, lie down, and my heart would race.
It’s been that way all my life.
Why it took me until I was 60 years old to stop for good, I just don’t know, but better late than never.
I look back on my kids’ childhood with rose-colored glasses
Of all the activities that I do now, the times I get to see my grown children are when I am the happiest. I think about the “good old days” when they were home, and how much fun we had, but in reality, it was stressful as hell.
I have dozens of journal entries where I say:
“Taking the boys to my mom’s today so I can be alone and read.”