Surviving (and Actually Enjoying) Thanksgiving in Recovery The holidays. A time of joy, gratitude, and hotly contested political debates around the dinner table. It's a season of sparkling lights, cozy sweaters, and the warm, fuzzy glow of a freshly uncorked bottle of wine. Or three. Or ten. For those of us in recovery, the holiday season can feel like a minefield, with triggers lurking behind every innocuous-seeming mug of hot buttered rum. And Thanksgiving, with its focus on food, family, and (let's be real) getting absolutely hammered, can be especially fraught. The Minefield of Family Dynamics Picture this: you're seated at the dinner table, surrounded by the loving faces of your family. Your aunt is telling the same story about your childhood embarrassing moment for the 12th time. Your cousin is loudly expounding on his political views. And your grandma keeps offering you "just one little pill" to take the edge off. For people in recovery, the holidays can be...