I woke up from a nightmare on Monday. After 4 years of living alcohol-free, I still get a recurring dream where I wake up realizing that I drank the night before and am once again sitting in a puddle of shame, anxiety, and disappointment. But this time it was different. After recognizing I had done something I knew I never wanted to do again, I was overcome by a feeling of compassion towards myself and my actions. I knew I had strayed from my commitment to myself, but I also knew that I am not perfect and that I am capable of learning from my mistakes.  I say this as we are now on the 5th day of Sober October.  To those of...

Tim Burton once said that every story has a beginning, a middle, and an end. Not necessarily in that order. And in some cases, there are stories that begin with an end. This is the case of JAS. A story that began with the end of my time as a girl who was passionately in love with Mezcal.