Sober but Twitchy Christmas Eve

There were many Christmas Eves when by this time (1o:45 AM) I would have already been on my way to being drunk. If we were visiting relatives, I’d have little wine bottles hidden in my bag, or I’d sneak into the kitchen and find whatever liquor was available and have three or four shots. I’d

Dragging Myself into the Light

I’m still here, still sober…and still overwhelmed. Well, I’m less overwhelmed now because we have our winter break coming up. I should already be on vacation, but our school system is making up for days lost due to Hurricane Matthew. It’s okay–my students and I can make it through two more days. I think because

A Recovering Alcoholic Walks into a School…

…and to be more specific, “A recovering alcoholic with clinical depression, OCD, severe anxiety and bi-polar spectrum disorder walks into a school and does the best he can, and soon discovers he needs a lot of help.” I’m out sick today, as I was yesterday, with some sort of illness that may very be the

J-O-B

Thanks for all the prayers, good thoughts, and vibes, folks…I’ll be heading back to the classroom this fall. And in middle school, no less. It will be different, but I’m looking forward to it. I’ve taught 9th grade high school, at the technical college and four-year college level, and now I’m takin’ my skills to