Made this “blog” or “account” when I was deep into my addiction. I knew I wanted to get better when whiskey started tasting like water, when I got irrationally angry and sad when that sweet feeling wore off. At some point, I started taking painkillers at work so I didn’t smell like alcohol. I just didn’t want to be sober.
Looking back at old selfies I had sent my friends while drunk or high, I realized I was barely hiding it.
I looked like a stranger. Lost and scared.
I’m 845 days sober now and have zero cravings and I see the world differently now. How great the air smells. How blue the sky is. How the sun feels on my skin. How the sidewalk grinds on my boots.
I’m thankful I got better.









