I did it. One year sober. As I sit here, the weight of that statement slowly washes over me. It’s been an incredible journey, marked by challenges and triumphs. Reflecting on it now, I feel my chest swell with pride and the faintest hint of disbelief that I’ve made it this far. In the beginning, when I first stopped drinking, it felt like an insurmountable feat. I remember standing in front of the liquor store, trying to talk myself out of buying that tall can, feeling like a week of sobriety was an impossible dream. The temptation to cave in was overwhelming. I imagined drinking out of a paper bag, hiding my shame on the street corner, and I felt a mix of disgust and desperation. But I persevered, fueled by my desire to better myself and the lives of those who love me. Writing about everything has been incredibly therapeutic. With each word, I’ve confronted my past mistakes and the choices that led me down dark, destructive paths. Seeing it all laid out before me, I’ve been able to make sense of my life and recognize the strength it takes to change. The further away I got from the old me, the stronger I felt. It was as though I had shed the toxic layers of my ego that had held me back and hindered my growth. Sobriety allowed me to connect with my true self, which in turn helped me better understand and appreciate the relationships that matter most – my family, my friends, and the people who have supported me throughout this journey. With each day of sobriety, I’ve slowly earned my own respect back. I’ve proven to myself that I am everything I say I am and more. My creative endeavors with Dominate The Globe have flourished, and I’ve become more focused and passionate about my work than ever before. The chains of addiction are finally off, and the world is open to me. This is a new chapter in my life, a beginning marked by determination and endless possibilities. I stand tall, armed with the knowledge of where I’ve been and a clear vision of where I want to go. And I know, without a doubt, that there’s no limit to what I can accomplish moving forward.
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