After I admitted I was an alcoholic to my husband Chris in November 2010, we scheduled an emergency session with my therapist. (I had been seeing her for months but never told her how much I had been drinking. What a waste of money!) I sheepishly admitted to her I had a drinking problem. She said she did not have experience with addiction so she referred me to another therapist who specialized in alcoholism. That alcoholic counselor told me I had to go to an Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) meeting. I knew that, even before I admitted to Chris I had a problem. I could have saved everyone the trouble of passing me along to the next person and just gone to one. But whatever, I guess my journey is my journey.
2 hours before the flight and if no wait at TSA will try and get on an earlier flight which is why I work out, to sprint down airport terminals clutching a 20lb carry on bag. Central Jersey is a thing but we live at the Shore which I immediately follow up with when telling people from out of state where I currently live.
2 hours before the flight and if no wait at TSA will try and get on an earlier flight which is why I work out, to sprint down airport terminals clutching a 20lb carry on bag. Central Jersey is a thing but we live at the Shore which I immediately follow up with when telling people from out of state where I currently live.
I will never run through an airport! And yes, that’s how I respond to that question too: “central jersey on the shore.”