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SUNDAY
sobriety gifts me the peace of mind to allow myself feel this wonderment over crazy silly shite and I love it.
Dear Sober Queens,
at the wonderment I felt cherishing each and every second alone on the sofa sipping tea as my nails dried without one thought of alcohol and wondered how the hell I had lived like that for so long…. I painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m. and felt I wanted to put it on a neon t- shirt in wild celebration of the simple yet MONUMENTAL sober gold moments that litter your life when you show courage, tenacity and a desire for substantive change. You find yourself having a wee cry late of an evening in soulful gratitude that the only thing you smashed was addiction o'clock and you got her right between the eyeballs emerging with all fingernails intact and sparkly. In the greater scheme of life with all that is going on in the
sat and painted my nails last night…….
sat and pinched myself..
So fecking what you say. I sat and painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m. alone on the sofa before a late- night zoom meeting. If I am in your inbox you are FULLY aware that the time stamp is relevant. I sat and painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m. as my husband went up to bed. So fecking what you are saying, we are not particularly interested in your husbands nocturnal habits. And again I say, I sat and painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m. as my husband went up to bed leaving me solo, unsupervised….on the sofa on a Wednesday night. I painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m.whilst sitting solo on the sofa and sipped tea. I painted my nails last night at 10.35 p.m. and cried
“Nothing truly beautiful ever asks for attention. This quote has stuck with me ever since I heard my coworker speak the words. Nothing truly beautiful ever asks for attention –it just naturally exists, as it is, in confidence and boldness.” - Bianca Sparacino. That was me last night, sitting in confidence and boldness, sober as a judge painting my nails a shade of dark navy blue (Chanel here) I felt celebratory which again sounds utterly ridiculous that any woman would celebrate being left alone after bed-time… But you reading this will understand why these moments are so very important, yet simple, but HUGE.
world, the painting of fingernails is hardly a
rallying cry to the shadows of the kitchen but for me,
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