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Alcohol & Abuse
There was a time in my life where abuse and alcohol became tied together so tightly I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I carried pain I didn’t know how to speak about. The fear, the humiliation, the constant feeling of walking on eggshells stayed with me long after the bruises faded. Alcohol became the only thing that seemed to quiet my mind for a little while.
At first, it felt like survival. A way to numb the memories, the anxiety, the loneliness, and the shame I carried from being hurt by someone who was supposed to love me. But eventually, the drinking became its own kind of prison. The abuse broke pieces of me, and alcohol kept me disconnected from the person I was trying to become.
Healing forced me to face both at the same time. I had to understand that I wasn’t weak for struggling. I was coping the only way I knew how during some of the darkest years of my life. Recovery hasn’t been perfect or linear, but every day sober is proof that my story didn’t end in pain. I am rebuilding myself from everything that tried to destroy me.
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