Perfectionism: Or How My Thoughts Spin Out of Control.

Yesterday, I indicated that I wasn’t managing my sobriety so well. That’s probably an understatement, and today – this morning, especially – I felt my thoughts begin to unravel my emotions. It was a common tactic of Hilda, I’m sure. But I don’t want to feel this way, so I am writing this all down, … Continue reading Perfectionism: Or How My Thoughts Spin Out of Control.