Day 26: A Sober Christmas Eve

It’s the morning of Christmas Eve and I am sitting in my Dad’s living room, wrapped in a cosy Christmas-pudding blanket, while the family sleeps. This day is special in its own rights, but it feels extra special today as I am not hungover. There is no pounding head, no choking anxiety, no all-consuming shame.… Continue reading Day 26: A Sober Christmas Eve