Shaunography
I used to write under the nom de plume, Rusted Armour, but, unfortunately, I lost the email/password to that account. So, this is my new home.
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Triggered... in Memoirs of a Geezer
I’m still battling with my sobriety and while I’ve come to terms with feeling like this (desperately wanting to drink and not being able to), it’s still no fun. In fact, it fucking sucks balls. I...
High-jinks... in Memoirs of a Geezer
When I was 17 years old, I had a supervisor called Barry. Barry was this brash, in-your-face Scouser. A man who always had the ‘C’ word locked and loaded but who also hid a massive heart of gold....
Let's talk about (the lack of) sex, baby... in Memoirs of a Geezer
Well, I’ve made it. I’ve made it to thirty days sober. Not a single drop of alcohol has passed these billowy lips in the last thirty days. And I’ve hated every single minute of it. Withdrawals ar...
Substitutes... in Memoirs of a Geezer
It’s funny. Once you start telling people that you no longer drink, they start coming forward with these little remedies. These little life perks that are going to, somehow, make it all better. I...
The fight... in Memoirs of a Geezer
It’s taken me a few days to dredge up the courage to write this entry. On Friday my drinking problem basically came to a head and caused me to have a…well, for want of a better term, let’s use “r...
Mum woes... in Memoirs of a Geezer
The weird thing about being in the US while the rest of my family (and friends) live in the UK is that news always seems so…distant. A few months ago, my mum gave me a call and nonchalantly told ...
Giving up the Monster... in Memoirs of a Geezer
No, the title of this entry doesn’t allude to my metaphoric battle with heroin. It’s literal. I simply cannot stop drinking shitty energy drinks. Years and years ago, I started drinking Red Bull ...
