Hardly. Rest is something that didn’t come my way today. And I can’t figure out if I’ve intentionally filled my day with activities or if that is the way life dealt my hand today, this gray turned sunny Sunday, the final day of rest in May 2009. The morning started fairly early, around 8am, when […]
May 30, 2009
Went to San Diego last night with a short request list. That Kai Bleeze, my oldest dearest friend on this earth, not get fucked up while I stay down there. This request seemed small, seemed as though it was an appropriate thing to ask. But many things over the past 48 hours have proved quite […]
May 29, 2009
After the mini meltdown yesterday, I decided it might be a good time for a little San Diego retreat, a getaway, but not in my typical runaway fashion. This time I told people I’m leaving, told Jill, Duncan, my sponsor, told everyone that would wonder where I went if I happened to disappear, which is […]
May 28, 2009
Where are we? What the hell is going on? The dust has only just begun to fall, Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling. Spin me round again and rub my eyes. This can’t be happening. When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy. For some reason, things have […]
May 27, 2009
Another interesting day. To say the least. I may as well start with the beginning of the day, the opening of the self, and my mouth, then bring it all the way to the close of the day, this precise moment, the now and present. Here we go. Why do I feel like I’m confessing? […]
May 26, 2009
Something about today’s afternoon meeting put me in the right mood. Even though I drove there, and normally walk because the time before and after lets me pump up and cool down, the honest shares within the confining space of four small walls can be heavy, even though I have been feeling as though I […]
May 25, 2009
Ten minutes before the meeting begins, and of course I will share what I went through yesterday, although it may not be the appropriate place to discuss the sex stuff, I will share parts of that. When I said yesterday that my alcoholism is an effect of my sex addiction, I wasn’t rationalizing my next drink. […]
May 24, 2009
Another lovely day in LA, a beautiful Sunday on Memorial Day weekend, and I find myself staying away from my usual Memorial hangouts, like the beach, or dive bar, or a dive bar at the beach. In place of these haunts I’ve been doing all outer circle activities, which is part of my SAA program, […]
May 23, 2009
Saturday night in Hollywood. The streets are buzzing with life, strangers walk from street corner to street corner bumping into each other, carelessly unaware of the feet that have traveled the same path before them. Girls in short dresses that are more in line with belts, stumbling into the arms of men with iron crosses […]
May 22, 2009
There were a couple things that went terribly wrong last night. Perhaps not wrong in terms of “right” and “wrong,” and Jilly Beans is trying to help me view the world in different terms, saying right and wrong allows for nothing in between, such as the beautiful shades of gray illuminating all our lives, but […]
May 21, 2009
So originally, Sam Tripoli and I had been planning a Naughty Comedy show at the Improv back in April. Due to the fact I entered into rehab, and of course that the rehab was in fact for sex addiction, it seemed inappropriate to bring the fellow rehabians to this Naughty show, that is all about […]
May 20, 2009
What a busy and meeting filled day. I’ll start at the beginning, and when I get to where I am sitting on my couch writing this, I will stop. But as per my usual habit, I doubt anything in between the beginning and this present moment will happen just as it occurred, and as per […]
May 19, 2009
It started today with a few sexualized comments after my 2:30 meeting in Hollywood. And what initially seemed harmless allowed me to plough forward into what can only be described as the bowel movements of sex addiction. For some reason, today, I lost all concept of time, lost control of where my mind went, and […]
May 19, 2009
Today was another fantastic day. Well, there were some bumps, most definitely, but not like the scary kind you find on your private parts after a drunken stupid night with a stranger you met at the bar, but like little speed bumps that slow you down on the residential street of your day. My day […]
May 17, 2009
After a late night at the Ipmrov, watching as Phil Varone led the crowd through a series of comics, some very funny, some not so much, and after sitting next to a very curious boy (if 32 is still considered a boy) who laughed when I laughed, and stopped when I did- a very strange […]
May 31, 2009
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