Meet Recovery Rockstar Magz

I have never imagined that I would end up being an alcoholic; it was not my childhood dream! It was quite devastating to realize that no matter what I tried, I could not control my drinking. Once I got started, I only wanted to drink more, and then I could not stop! I asked why for a long time and was stuck trying to figure out how I could maybe learn how to drink like a “normal” person. But that did not work.


Getting sober was the most difficult transformation of my life, yet it turned out to be the most rewarding.

Looking back at my life, I have realized that I have never felt comfortable in my skin. I always wanted to be that person out there and wondered why I wasn’t. I often felt alone, and I couldn’t find my place in the world. But alcohol made me feel OK, it seemed like the perfect fix for all of my insecurities. I could do anything with a little buzz. I could be anyone I wanted to be, or anyone you wanted me to be.

In the beginning, drinking was lots of fun.

I believed that it gave me courage, made me happy, and created a life full of excitement and many friends! I was the ultimate party girl, a social butterfly, always the first to get a party started, for any reason, or no reason at all. My parties were “legendary” and gobs of people would show up – most whom I didn’t know! but who cared, the more the merrier, right? Little did I know they were not there to see me…

Eventually alcohol had become my best friend and I couldn’t do anything without it and if it didn’t involve drinking I just didn’t do it! Happy hour twice a week turned into 3, and 4 and 7 nights a week. Meeting friends for dinner ended in bar hopping, and the occasional wine tastings became a weekly event. My entire life revolved around drinking!

I am not quite sure when my best friend actually turned on me, but the blackouts became the norm, and risky behavior put me in danger more than I want to remember. I began to have to drink just to feel normal. I started drinking alone at home in fear of making an ass of myself again, or doing something dangerous in my blackouts. I blamed my drinking on my horrible life, my horrible parents, and just plain, old, bad luck, because if you had my life you would drink like this too! Yet, for a long time, I still managed to have a job, and a car, and a home. This also made me believe that I, most definitely, I was not an alcoholic because those were the people who hung out under the bridges, and drank out of paper-bag covered bottles of vodka! That was not Me.

Eventually, my alcohol induced behavior filled my heart with shame and guilt, and made my life absolutely unmanageable! I was unable to do much of anything beside drinking. I finally ended up losing my job, and was unemployable. I did not have any friends, and I did not talk to my family. I sold my car after getting a DUI, so I wouldn’t drink and drive anymore – strangely enough it never occurred to me to keep the car and quit drinking instead!

The craziest part about it all, was that despite all of my consequences I still did not believe that I was an alcoholic! I was constantly comparing-out because I always found someone else worse off than me.I also spent several weekends at the hospital detox center, a week stay in a psychological hospital, five days in jail (after the DUI), six months of Alcohol and Drug awareness classes, and twenty months at a county outpatient rehab after losing custody of my daughter. You’d think this was quite enough of unmanageability for me to stop drinking, butNO, not at all. This disease is so cunning and baffling. It was another 4 years before I got sober!

During the 20 month out patient rehab, I actually got a job, then I got a car, and I was starting to get back on my feet. All in an attempt to show the court that I was a fit mother. After the rehab I drank on and off, moderating the best I could, and feeling that I was pretty successful at it. I was actually thinking that I finally had it figured out – I finally figured out how to drink like a normal person!

My last drunk was not something I planned; there was nothing wrong in my life. It was a sunny Friday afternoon when I started drinking. However, when I woke up, it was Monday morning, and I was laying face down on the kitchen floor, barely able to move. The house was a wreck and I was still wearing the same clothes I did two days ago. When I realized that I just spent the entire weekend in a blackout, I completely freaked out! Somewhere in the middle of all the crazy thoughts running through my head, I had a moment of clarity!I finally came to the complete understanding that I could NOT drink like a normal person, and that I really was an alcoholic.


My main support was from the 12 step program where by following the steps, I learned how to clean my past, get rid of the shame and guilt, find a Higher Power, and live a happy sober life.

The first year or so was quite difficult. I often felt naked, alone, and like an outcast without my liquid social buffer! I realized that I had no idea how to live life on life’s terms. I had no coping skills, and could not keep my emotions leveled. I cried, l and cried, and I cried for hours. But I was determined. I came to a place where I wanted to stay sober much more than I wanted to drink! I decided to just keep going, one day at a time, sometimes one hour at a time. I started comparing-in at meetings by listening to how people felt and I interrelated to their stories – they were all my stories!! I also found an enormous amount of support, and met some amazing people through the 12-step fellowship. They helped me get trough the dark days, and see the amazing changes that sobriety was bringing to my life!


In the last, very busy 7 years, my life has changed dramatically. I went back to school and completed four IT certifications. Then I got a great job in the IT field, which I still have. I have also regained custody of my daughter, and I am now co-parenting her with her dad. I also got married, and had a sober wedding, and bought a house, and had two more kids!

I also watched my Mom lose her battle with cancer, and because I was sober I was able to be there for her and my family through it all. I am so very grateful for that time.

To this day, I believe that every day that I do not take a drink is a miracle, because looking back, it is hard to believe that I am sober today. This was a difficult and scary journey, but I do not regret any moment of it. It has shaped me into the person that I am today, and sobriety has given me a second chance at life.

Most importantly, I am finally comfortable in my own skin.