The Leap Of Faith

I paced back and forth across my living room, the nerves gnawing at my stomach. Today marked the beginning of a new chapter in my journey, a series of podcasts where I would be interviewed about my life and the battles I fought on the road to sobriety. This particular interview was for The Way Out Podcast, hosted by Charles LeVoir, a gateway into the depths of the sobriety world I had yet to fully explore. As the recording began, I took a deep breath, attempting to settle my racing heart. The microphone before me held a familiar presence, one that I had known well throughout my career as a host for live radio. But this time, the tables were turned, and I found myself in the hot seat, ready to delve into the stories that had shaped me, as previously shared on Dominate The Globe. Question after question, Charles skillfully guided the conversation, unraveling the layers of my existence with each inquiry. Memories flooded back, vivid and raw, as I recounted the darkest moments and triumphant victories that defined my journey. I strived to maintain a professional demeanor, but I couldn’t help but infuse my answers with authenticity and unapologetic candor. After all, it was through clarity and self-deprecation that my story resonated with others. The final question lingered in the air, heavy with introspection. Charles asked about regrets, and I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what my response would reveal. Yet, as the words escaped my lips, I felt a strange sense of liberation. Admitting regrets was never easy, but I acknowledged them with honesty and vulnerability, unafraid to confront my past and learn from it. As the interview drew to a close, I realized how deep in thought I had become. The weight of the conversation settled upon me, leaving me in a daze as I disconnected from the recording. Stepping outside, I looked up at the vast expanse of the sky, its hues painted with shades of pink and orange. In that moment, I sought solace and guidance from a higher power, silently praying for strength and reassurance. Being a guest on someone else’s platform was a new and disorienting experience for me. As an artist who had always held control over the final product, exposing myself in such a vulnerable manner felt unfamiliar. I questioned whether I had made the right decision, whether baring my soul to the world was a risk worth taking. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, a flicker of hope ignited within me. In that quiet moment under the sky’s embrace, I reminded myself that I had overcome countless obstacles and defied the odds. I had faced the abyss of addiction and emerged on the other side, standing firm in my sobriety. I had a story to tell, one that could inspire and empower others. And as I stood there, my gaze fixed upon the heavens, I knew I had to keep moving forward.