Recently I celebrated my 12th soberversary.
12 years. It’s hard to believe so much time has passed from that first shaky day of sobriety in 2011 when I turned to the internet anonymously for accountability.
I managed to bumble through the WordPress setup process despite limited knowledge of what a blog was or how such platforms worked. I just kept filling in the blanks and pushing enter.
Blog name? UnPickled popped into my head, and I laughed.
What a perfect word to describe the endeavor. It had to be taken, though. Someone must have already thought of it.
A quick web search showed that unpickled is a code-related term used by computer programmers and game developers. However, no one was using the name as a brand, title, or pseudo-identity – recovery or otherwise.
Lucky me! I nabbed it.
As I typed UnPickled into the title field, I could not have imagined that I’d still be writing here years later. I certainly could not have predicted that I’d eventually reveal my identity and even feel PROUD of being in recovery.
A lot has happened in those 12 years. Teenagers became adults with spouses, homes, and careers. Grandchildren arrived (three so far!). We visited Italy. Hiked 100km through the English countryside. We bought a camper van and explored Canada. I became a podcast host and wrote numerous books.
I got through unthinkable difficulties without drinking, too. My husband and I both lost our dads within the same year. I broke my leg. Had gallbladder troubles. Our beloved little dog was attacked and killed. My husband and I closed our business and (sort of) retired, leaving me with a minor identity crisis.
I wrote about all of it here on UnPickled, as this anonymous blog became increasingly not-so-anonymous.
My life is not perfect, and living alcohol-free is not always easy. I talk about some of the bumpy parts in this interview on the Hello Someday podcast with Casey Davidson.
I snapped the photo for this post at my desk as I wrote this today. I want you to see what recovery looks like. I’m 55 and this photo is unfiltered. I think being alcohol-free is a huge boost to my health and one of the best-kept beauty secrets around. The best part, though, is something a little less tangible. It’s in the eyes. A little more sparkle and presence. Less fear, shame, and regret.
I’m gentler with myself, and it shows.
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Beginning again at 69. Ugh. Had 4 months sob in my 40s it creeps up again too quickly. Wish me luck
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Wishing you health, happiness, peace and most of all, freedom from the chains of alcohol! Please be safe and informed as you proceed. My book ‘UnPickled Prepare to be Alcohol-Free’ is a good resource for removing potential stumbling blocks in early sobriety. I’m cheering for you!
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Hi Chella, Yes, it’s difficult, but doable. One day at a time. Congratulations on the 4 months – it counts! Best wishes.
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Congratulations Jean! So wonderful to read your blog again. Hugs and love, Phoenix.
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Congratulations Jean, 12 years is indeed a milestone. I cannot remember when I found your blog, it must have been in the last five or so years, and I still get goosebumps when I read your story. I know the trials and tribulations of your sobriety journey; have lived it since 24 April 2010, thus my 13th ‘versary’ this year.
Strangely, I have never been bothered by people drinking in my presence until last week. Friends came over for supper and they brought a bottle of red wine. Because I have no wine glasses, I had to borrow some from my neighbour. The next morning was agony! The smell of those dirty glasses nauseated me terribly; so much so that I will not have any more dinner parties with alcohol. My teacup smelt like roses!
So far, I’ve never been tempted to even take a sip (communion in church is grape juice). It’s the idea that my home had been fouled and I didn’t like it. My friends and relatives will hopefully understand.
Here’s to tomorrow.
ps: At 67, I am just glad I know how to handle my mobile phone, let alone take a selfie…
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Congratulations on 12 years, Jean! You were my sober lifeline as I began my sober journey 4 1/2 years ago. Reading your blog posts and listening to The Bubble Hour fed my soul. I was even inspired to share my story on the podcast at my one year mark. My life has grown more rich and meaningful, all because I’m alcohol-free. Thank you for being there for me and showing the way. ❤️ Leslie xoxo
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Congratulations!
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Congratulations on 12 years Jean! You were with me when I started my recovery 6 years ago – I remember when I found your blog, I felt so utterly shocked, relieved, and intrigued that there were other women like me out there…and lots of them! I knew I was not alone, and that meant everything. I’m so grateful for your podcast and blog – thank you from the bottom of my heart!
P.s. I agree – sobriety is one of the best kept beauty and health secrets around. At 47 and 6 years sober, I never felt healthier or more alive! You look amazing 🤩
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