Some days were tough – the cravings, the anxiety, the feelings of guilt and shame. And if I’m being honest, some days will still be. I’m still fighting, still struggling to break free from the grip of addiction.
But even in the midst of the battle, I’ve found glimmers of hope. I’ve found support in unexpected places, and strength in my own resilience. I’ve learned to be kinder to myself, to acknowledge that setbacks are a part of the journey.
I’m not there yet, but I’m on my way. And for now, that’s enough.