I’m still learning how to live a sober life, and every day feels like uncharted territory. It’s been 8 months since I chose this path, and I’m proud of how far I’ve come. But with every victory comes challenges I never anticipated.
This year, I celebrated my first sober birthday in over a decade. For the first time, I wasn’t surrounded by the haze of alcohol but by the clarity of meaningful conversations and genuine laughter. My friends were supportive, but it wasn’t easy. I could feel the weight of their effort to avoid triggering me, and it made me painfully aware of how much my struggles have affected those I love.
There’s a strange balance between gratitude and guilt. I’m thankful for their kindness, but I wish I didn’t need it. I don’t want to be the person people walk on eggshells around. I don’t want to be “the one in recovery.” I just want to be me—a version of myself that isn’t defined by my past mistakes or my ongoing battles.
Some days, the cravings hit like a wave, and the only thing keeping me grounded is the reminder of why I started this journey. I want a life I can be proud of, free from the chains I spent so long shackled to. And while it’s hard, it’s also beautiful.
To anyone out there struggling—whether it’s with sobriety, self-doubt, or finding your way—know this: It’s okay to feel overwhelmed. It’s okay to stumble. What matters is that you keep moving forward, even when it feels impossible.
Thank you for letting me share.
Katy