unicorns stabbing the sky

from my inbox:

Drunky Drunk Girl (November 2013): “UNICORNS stabbing the sky–look, it’s exploding and I can see the universe out there!  It’s WAY bigger than I thought!  🙂  Love and more, because you were there before I knew I needed someone there.  xx  -DDG”


nowinemom (January 2014): “Belle, Belle, Belle! An amazing thing happened to me this morning. I had a huge epiphany. I have shared with you about my son who has severe anxiety. He wasn’t responding to me this morning when I went in to wake him and give him his meds. When he does this, usually I respond with frustration and anger and a raised voice: “You need to just dig deep and do this!  How will you finish school if you don’t go?! etc.”
I realized this morning that I was allowing Wolfie to parent my son, not me. I was always the “most patient mom” according to my friends. (this before I was leaning on the wine to help me “get through.”) This morning, I was back. When my son didn’t respond, I touched his head warmly and said, quietly, “I believe in you. I have faith in you. You are a smart, charming, wonderful person who deserves all the great things that life has to offer. You love learning, and your physics teacher loves your class input. I’ll be downstairs making your breakfast.”
And he got up. And went to school.
So, fuck you wolfie. You are not allowed to parent my kids anymore. No more sleep deprivation / headaches / poor judgement. I will protect my children from wolfie at all costs. I’ve tapped into my mommy protective instincts. Thank you so much for  providing  a safe place to share this.”

if you’re looking for more:
  • blog post from when i was on day 20 about the gigantic anus (that then caused a lot of gay porn traffic to arrive on my site) > link
  • short audio about how alcohol is addictive, liquid poo > link (it randomly cuts off too soon, sorry. i also sound quite ranty in this one!)
  • article to read about sober pineapples and why they are required > link
  • just go and look. a daily visit. relaxing. soothing. take a walk through the sober art gallery > link



I want to put this online, to hold myself accountable. I want to document the noise in my head. I'm tired of thinking about drinking. date of last drink: june 30, 2012

  • Hi Belle,
    I’m not very tech savvy, so I hope this is where I’m supposed to write a comment.
    Truth is I’ve had a problem with alcohol for some time now, well since I was 16 and joined the young farmers club with my friend and found that my painfully shy and nervous personality melted away as I drank a sweet sugary tasting shot topped up with my favourite fizzy pop.
    Cut to present day, its become normality to buy two bottles of prosecco on a Friday night and drink alone, watching movies until I can’t see straight. Every friendship I have seems to be forged by nights out drinking this poisonous liquid. So I got completely inapropreatly trashed at my mums 70th birthday party last weekend around all my extended family and there was a moment when I realised no one really wanted to talk to me anymore, probably as I wasn’t making any sense and they had seen it all before. I felt utterly shameful! I decided I wanted change, so I read “the unexpected joy of being sober” and found your website though it. I am now 5 days sober and I feel a kinda peace emerging that I haven’t experienced for a long time. I have a stressful job and I would always come home drink and then go to bed and put on cartoons to go to sleep, I’ve done that for years. And as I sit here I realise my inner child needed the cartoons, because life was so fricking scary all the time even at my age because of the way I was treating myself. Anyway I’ve thought about it and I’m at a point when I really want change, tonight life seems easier. I thought I’d write to help myself be accountable and stay on this positive course, although I know it’s early days. Thank you for your support x