Pushing Up Daisies



Dear reader,


My name's Tessa and I'm an alcoholic. This is my story of recovery and about the power of hope and love. My journey involves pain, self-loathing, deceit, infidelity and a whole lot of other appalling behaviour that I'm not proud of, but it's part of who and what I am. If you don't like the idea of reading about these things, then you should move on. Alcoholism is an indiscriminate killer. It takes mothers from children, husbands from wives and children from their parents. It doesn't care about how much money you earn, or whether you wear designer clothes or how much you can afford to pay for rehab. If you don't stop drinking - it takes you anyway. The good news is, I'm in recovery now and I haven't had a drink or a drug for many, many years.  That's how I make daily amends to those I have hurt - by staying stopped, one day at a time.


Comments from readers:


"I feel invested in her recovery as if she was real..."


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"It was hard to keep going, but I am not sorry I finished."


"I loved the characters..."



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