The tale of my recovery—which was written in 2016—was shared in tidbits (or chapters) when I started this blog in October of that same year. I had seven months of sobriety when I began.
The table of contents can be found here: Unteach Me
It hasn’t been read much, but that’s ok. Often times I’m tempted to remove the story in its entirety, but I’m not ready to do that just yet. One day I will. I’ll know when the time is right.
It’s kind of a strange story. If I was to read it today, I might even consider it a coming of age story. What makes that so weird is the fact that I was in my early fifties when I wrote it. All I can say is that as much as I hurried through life, racing after that next thrill (or high), I was a terribly late bloomer. 🙂
About a month into my blogging journey, I became enamored with the photographs and art that I was discovering, all of which were being shared by other bloggers (whom I love dearly). I had always loved photography, but so much of my life had been spent working and drinking (and raising kids, believe it or not), that I never really pursued it as a hobby.
That’s about the time that my blog went through its metamorphosis. I became passionate about photography and digital art, and I’ve been sharing my work ever since.
Hopefully one day I can look back and see how much I’ve grown as an artist. For now, I’m still a beginner—and that’s fine with me.
Art and photography turned out to be the perfect “healthy” replacements for my “not so healthy” habits. It’s a win-win, and I couldn’t be more grateful.