Month: April 2016

Break Stuff: The Angry Side of Sobriety

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Its just one of those days
Where you don’t want to wake up
Everything is fucked
Everybody sucks
You don’t really know why
But you want to justify
Rippin’ someone’s head off

 

All of the little things that can go wrong on a Monday have gone wrong. That frustration has been tossed into a blender along with my weekly existential crisis, PMS, and being caught in rain with no umbrella on the packed streets of Chelsea. Strangers keep bumping into me while I hustle through 6th Ave. My headphones are blaring Limp Bizkit’s “Break Stuff”, my go-to song when I’m filled with rage and feel like I’m going to explode. I wish I had the balls to cry in public like other people do. Of all days to forget my sunglasses at home…I could totally go for a cry behind my Ray Bans right about now.

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Fully Exposed

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For the past two years, naked yoga has been on the top of my bucket list. On a sunny Sunday afternoon in the Flatiron district of Manhattan, I finally crossed it off my list in a class with 8 other students. I’ve always enjoyed finding new ways to see what I can learn about myself. This desire for fresh invigoration has amplified since I cut alcohol out of my lifestyle.

The 8 of us sat in the waiting room, filled out our waivers, and talked about how nervous/excited we were. One guy mentioned that he’d been a few times. “This class gets me out of my comfort zone. I still get butterflies in my stomach before class - and I like that,” he told me. A few minutes before class started, we finally began removing our clothes. We walked, totally nude, into a well-lit yoga room with yoga mats, candles, and Rihanna bumping in the speakers. Our instructor, Joschi, was a German man who exuded confidence from his fit, naked body. He asked how we were feeling, told us jokes to calm us down, and began to guide us through our practice.

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Redefining #YOLO

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Before I stopped drinking, I lived each moment like it was my last because #YOLO. The YOLO (You Only Live Once) mentality can be defined in many ways. Drake defined it as get laid, get stoned, get money.

In my party girl decade years, I defined it as “You might die next month…be as ridiculous as possible NOW!” Don’t waste your time or money on going to see a doctor. Book that vacation with your last $500. Snort that line off of the public toilet so you can get even higher. Take a shot of Jack Daniels, so you can tell him how you really feel about him.

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