I apologize for being super quiet on here lately, but the good news is that the dry venue for Manchester is on its way!
The Umbrella Cafe is for everyone who wants a fun and relaxing night out without alcohol or other drugs.
You might identify as in recovery, or sober, or straightedge, or your religion may preclude alcohol. You might be having a temporary break for your health or just trying a night off to see what it feels like. Whatever your reasons and however you identify, you will find a warm welcome – and a great night out in the city centre – under our Umbrella.
We are a brand new, inclusive, alcohol-free social space in Manchester’s Northern Quarter. Find us at Nexus Friday and Saturday night starting 5th Sept 14.
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Anonymous People Film Screening
Here’s another thing I helped with – very proud we had 100+ people in the University all talking about recovery, many of whom had never come into the place before.
Link to my recovery snapshot at in2recovery.org.uk
I’ve been silly busy lately and a good part of that has been learning to advocate for sobriety. Here’s one of the things I’ve done!
I’ll be on 600 days tomorrow, so I thought I’d best check back in and confirm my sobriety as still alive and trucking along. It’s a big number in some ways but it also seems tiny to me now. In the same way I’ve been with my husband only three years, but I feel like we are almost one person now, sobriety is the ground under my feet. It is a strange perspective. I don’t want to wish my life away, but it feels like I should have decades under my belt for all the depth of growth and feeling I have garnered from both relationships. In any case, I am sublimely grateful.
For the last few months, things have been up and down emotionally. Work is stressful, I think mainly because I am terribly raw to other people’s feelings and actions still. In the old days I am not sure how much I noticed or cared. I mean, I know I cared enough to be a reasonably successful team leader, to have relationships and friends, but now the emotional noise is like tinnitus. Nevertheless, each time I forge through a situation, I am aware I am learning something (if only to forgive myself a little for my own mistakes).
Ultimately, I wish each day for more humility, forgiveness, understanding and generosity. To let go of resentments, to recognize the pain in others, and to recognize and say sorry when it is me that has contributed to it.
Sunny days are here again, and once that would have meant cold drinks outside (you know this without me painting a picture). But I am working my way to a place where I can be happy with plain water in a windowless room: because I can see joy everywhere, not only in escape.
I wish nothing but good to you, too.
I deserve this, I earned it. And it suits me.
So here we are now, 18 months down the straight and narrow line. My silver ‘chip’ collection (self awarded) now comprises a half crown, a silver penny and a number 18 key charm.
I don’t feel especially elated, but I am very proud and happy. I spent this morning texting a sober friend who has the wobbles, and we will meet for lunch tomorrow: my turn to be the strong one. I love my sober brothers and sisters and would be nothing without them.
My gift to myself, besides the silver for my tiny trophy cabinet, was a pile of books. It might seem strange to buy ‘how to’ books this far on in the game but for me keeping sobriety present, as one of the main pillars of my life, is the most important thing. If discovering the blogs has taught me anything it is that it’s never too late for more advice.