Category Archives: rehab

Sitting on the Kitchen Counter

Posted on September 17, 2014 by creativefreeflow

Sitting on the Kitchen Counter I’m sitting on the kitchen counter we had built in. Concrete and black tiles. I will not give Ikea a fucking cent. I watch the ants go buy, bumping into each other. Seems there are … Continue reading →

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The Pledge (confessions of an alcoholic)

Posted on September 7, 2014 by creativefreeflow

The Pledge (confessions of an alcoholic) I am never going back there again; to that place that burns red holes in my stomach, it leaves me with a sour throat and blurry eyes after I vomit in my lap and … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 6: So. AA Meetings

Posted on August 15, 2014 by creativefreeflow

So. AA Meetings I have a drinking problem. I’ll be the first to put my hand up at the front of the classroom while old Teddy ‘Smirnoff’ Smythe’s rubbing one out under his desk at the back. The problem for … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 5: So. Rehab

Posted on August 11, 2014 by creativefreeflow

Diary Entry 5: So. Rehab *I hate starting sentences with ‘so’, but I’m afraid there’s no other way to start this one.* So. Rehab: And I’m not talking AA meetings of the Jesus-is-going-to-hold-your-pathetic-little-hand-while-you-try-and-keep-on-the-straight-and-narrow kind. What that they don’t tell you … Continue reading →

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Gloria and the Aerobie

Posted on August 8, 2014 by creativefreeflow

*This happened last year, but it had a significant influence on my marriage. I thought it was worth posting* Gloria and the Aerobie I answered the phone with a ‘what now?’ attitude and didn’t even look at the name on … Continue reading →

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Rehab Tip 1: The Epistles of the Corinthians

Posted on August 7, 2014 by creativefreeflow

*Just a small point: I have nothing against Christianity, except for the fact that the fanatic Christians are completely bonkers; they’re mean and will fuck everything and everyone up if they don’t get what they want. My best friend Lucy … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 4: Lucy & I

Posted on August 6, 2014 by creativefreeflow

*Just to let you know that I didn’t go home last night. After I found out my husband, Mark, has been screwing around behind my back (how else?), I dropped hiss phone in the dishwater. I got dressed and looked … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 3: Lies (and Melvin)

Posted on August 5, 2014 by creativefreeflow

Lies (and Melvin) This morning Mark’s phone vibrated on the solid Pine kitchen counter and danced its way through the sticky orange juice stain my husband, Mark aka Iris-fucker, didn’t clean up. “All dressed up, eh? You’re off to work … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 2: Bad Hair Day

Posted on August 4, 2014 by creativefreeflow

Bad Hair Day “That’s not all there is to the story, Delores. Kasey told me Michelle Greene says she found a pair of knickers by her husband’s computer, there were pornographic films—” I switched off. “Uhu. I see. Wow.” Blah … Continue reading →

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Diary Entry 1: Waterfalls in Beijing

Posted on August 4, 2014 by creativefreeflow

Hi. I’m Delores Del Mago, but my friends call me Delores Obscure. Some people call me D, my mother especially. Lazy fuckers. I live in Cape Town (well, in one of the suburbs near Cape Town, actually, because no-one lives … Continue reading →

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