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For those who no longer want to settle and compromise, but desire a profound better...
Playfully travel with Jeff and Tammy on a single day’s journey into sobriety. Twenty-one months into recovery, Jeff uses literary contrast within his present day of freedom as a scaffolding to tie in his backstory of debilitating alcohol use. Finding Bishop Castle weaves through imagery and metaphor to expose how a modern, successful American lets the common elements of co-dependency, marital stressors, social identity, and remarriage lead to harmful coping practices.
A triumph for addiction recovery memoirs, not landing the author into a cold circle of plastic chairs but delivering him into a world of spontaneous fun he would have never predicted in active addiction.
Whether you are in recovery, sober-curious, actively using, or a support partner, you will not find a more endearing tale of love and perseverance than in the day Jeff and Tammy spend Finding Bishop Castle.
"Finding Bishop Castle makes you want to reconsider ever being thoughtless about enjoying the simple moments in life. It's impossible not to cheer for Jeff as you watch him face his past, rediscover hope, and climb his way back to victory." -Tricia Lewis Recovery Happy Hour Podcast
The scariest part is when you stop making justifications for your use. You spent enough time drinking to celebrate, drinking to grieve, drinking to hide… Drinking because of the highs, because of the boredom, because of the lows… It’s frightening when you become tired of the mental gymnastics of convincing yourself that you drink because of a reason, and instead you resolve that you are the reason. You drink because this is who you are.
In a way, it’s also a relief. You are no longer forced to stand at a podium, purporting to live moderately and in control. You no longer have two rivals struggling for the will of your brain.
This is who you are. You’re an addict, and mentally coming to terms with that provided less turmoil than pretending you weren’t.
The conditions of my environment changed and so did my alcohol use. More time at home meant more time to drink. A few drinks in the late evening hours after work transformed into starting with a cocktail after carpool while I was making dinner.
Alcoholism is progressive. In the beginning, you never think that a weekend drink will lead to a weekday drink. You don’t know that a late-night drink will beckon you to an early evening drink. You cannot predict that day-drinking on your birthday will open the door to considering day-drinking in general, and in your wildest imagination, you never consider that the soft beep of your refrigerator being left open would sound identical to the vitals monitor in your hospital bed.
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