Diary of an Alcoholic Housewife
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Publisher Description
A gripping first-hand story of personal triumph and recovery by a wealthy American housewife who appeared to have it all but who was, in reality, losing life's most important moments in an alcohol-induced haze.
Brenda Wilhelmson was like a lot of women in her neighborhood. She had a husband and two children. She was educated and made a good living as a writer. She had a vibrant social life with a tight circle of friends. She could party until dawn and take her children to school the next day. From the outside, she appeared to have it all together. But, in truth, alcohol was slowly taking over, turning her world on its side.
Waking up to another hangover, growing tired of embarrassing herself in front of friends and family, and feeling important moments slip away, Brenda made the most critical decision of her life: to get sober. She kept a diary of her first year (and beyond) in recovery, chronicling the struggles of finding a meeting she could look forward to, relating to her fellow alcoholics, and finding a sponsor with whom she connected. Along the way, she discovered the challenges and pleasures of living each day without alcohol, navigating a social circle where booze is a centerpiece, and dealing with her alcoholic father's terminal illness and denial.
Brenda Wilhelmson's Diary of an Alcoholic Housewife offers insight, wisdom, and relevance for readers in recovery, as well as their loved ones, no matter how long they've been sober.
Customer Reviews
Great book
Great book!
Good read
Loved this book. Very relatable and nice to see quit lit from a SAHM’s perspective.
3 stars for sobriety
The amount of time the author has under her belt is respectable and aspirational. And the first half of this book seems to explore that with some honesty. However, her privilege seeps through the cracks and never seems to be acknowledged. The trip to Budapest is where the story really starts to unravel and lose momentum but there are cringeworthy moments throughout. Does everyone in Chicago have a lake house? The fear of the homeless makes its way into the story more than once. But the biggest and most appalling mention goes to when the author talks about picking up a pair of salt and pepper shakers in Savannah to add to her collection of “African American collectibles”. Tokenism rears its unapologetically white ugly head. I walked away feeling sort of cold and not particularly moved and that’s ok. I don’t think I’d recommend more than the first third of this book.