— SOBERBIA —
Getting sober was a huge decision that changed my life forever. I started writing Soberbia back in 2012 as a way to stay accountable. It didn’t work to answer to myself, but I could be accountable to anyone who might read my blog. I didn’t want to lose the trust I had been given when someone read the words “I’m sober” and 100% believed me.
I’ve been sober for over 6 years now. Soberbia has those years permanently recorded, it is a way for you to connect with another person in recovery, to see what I thought about over the course of my recovery. It is a record of my successes and suffering, an honest, intimate and heartfelt recounting of what getting and being sober is like for me.
It's been over five years since I started Soberbia. It began as a way for me to tell the universe that I quit drinking. I thought it was a word I made up by combining sober and suburbia. Turns out it's an actual word- in Spanish it means PRIDE. Soberbia became a way...read more
I spent most of my life feeling like there was no one in charge, me with my strong will and out of control drinking, in a continuous state of being pulled apart. I'm hungover, I'm never drinking again. I'm not sure about anything, ever. As I understand the things I've...read more
My entire life I put myself in situations over and over again that don’t make sense. I wear clothes I don’t like, I go places that don’t interest me, I care about things I don’t even care about. Because my sense of belonging comes from outside of myself I...read more
My neighbor’s penis is resting on the patio chair. His soft grey athletic shorts don't hide what there is no underwear to contain. He has a receding hairline and his eyes ask a question I don't understand. He is determined to be desired, for someone to look...read more
The complete truth has me out running again regularly. I get up, step into my short shorts, and head out the door. My legs are short, muscular and stocky. I've wondered who I was from the waist down my whole life. I look down at my legs and think about how my...read more
I never drank like other people, ever. Right from the beginning I drank to get drunk. I figured out that me + booze = numb and that was exactly what I was going for. Most people were either passed out or throwing up and I was just hitting my stride. I would have no...read more
When I first decided to quit drinking I didn't head out to a meeting, I set my alarm for five o'clock in the morning and got up to write. I also had a pen pal I wrote to every day, but it took me several months before I talked to another sober person face to face. I...read more
Hi! WELCOME!!! Here we are, at my new place. 🙂 I'm still figuring out where to put things. Soberbia started over four years ago. Where do things belong today? How is that different from where things were? How is it also kind of the same? Does Soberbia change?...read more
The other day my oldest son, age 12, brought home a lovely bouquet of dandelions and sweet little purple flowers for me. He stuffed all these flowers into his LaCroix lemon seltzer can during outside time at school, carried them around with him half the day and all...read more
Hi Y'all! I wanted to share this profile from drugrehab.org I think this is the nicest profile I've had done yet. I am always so happy to share my story- who I am and where I am in my recovery. It seems like we all have a recovery story of some kind, and I'm so...read more
I sent a complaint letter. I've never done this before, me, people pleaser extraordinaire, forget the thought of me speaking up when mistreated or handled in a clumsy way, but I did it. I have revelations all the time- Oh! I can do this! Oh! This seems so normal! -...read more
Hey y'all! Something I've been kicking around for a while is a virtual read along. I love to read...read more
City of Oaks MarathonCity of Oaks Marathon In these pictures I'm finishing the Raleigh City of Oaks Marathon in November 2009. It was cold, rainy, and windy that day. I ran with a man whose wife was pregnant and who was also named Amy for about 10 miles, we talked and...
In this picture it's 2009, I'm in Charlottesville VA, I just finished running a half marathon. Look how proud I am! It's so lovely, that grin on my face. I was also very hungover, and could barely walk after, but I did it, and I loved it. I started running as a way to...
When I woke up I was thinking about seasons, and how the trees in autumn sometimes just show up so vibrantly and badass that everyone is like WHOA! The news even has it as a story- "best fall leaves in 5 years!" "This season is shaping up to be one of the best we've...
10. You feel well almost all the time. You forget what being hungover feels like. You get sick and you feel like legitimate shit. Then you remember that this was something you felt like more than once a week. 9. Even when things are the worst suckity suck you still...