Drunk Mom: A Memoir

Years ago, in what now seems like another life, a friend said to me, “Your entire existence can be reduced to a three-part cycle. One: Get fucked up. Two: Fuck up. Three: Damage control.” We hadn’t known each other very long, probably two months at most, and yet he had already witnessed enough of my regular blackout drinking, just one of the more o

The book was called This Naked Mind, by Annie Grace, and after finishing it, I realized my brain’s been wearing, like, seven layers of clothing. Here are my main takeaways. The past few years, I’ve tried to scale back my drinking, to no success, and each time I betray myself, I feel more powerless and alcohol’s grip tightens. But the reason why qui

got drunk in a paradoxical way that numbs feelings and gives you access to them at the same time,

When you drink in order to transform yourself, when you drink and become someone you’re not, when you do this over and over and over, your relationship to the world becomes muddied and unclear.