About 10 months ago, I woke up sick, ashamed, and afraid I had finally become someone I never wanted to be.
From the outside my life looked fine — career, relationships, opportunity. But inside I was exhausted, disconnected, and slowly numbing everything with alcohol and unhealthy habits.
I was broken.
I dropped to my knees and asked God for help. Not for a perfect life — just the strength to change.
Recovery didn’t happen overnight. It showed up in small, quiet decisions few people saw. Choosing an N/A instead of a drink. Going for a walk instead of sitting in a bar. Calling my mom for prayer instead of complaining about life.
One honest decision and a little splash of action.
I’ve lost 80+ pounds, rebuilt relationships, bought a duplex, and started building a life that actually feels real.
I still have my demons. I’m not perfect. I’m still figuring life out. But I’m sober, I’m grateful, and I trust myself again.
If you’re struggling, you’re not alone.
One day at a time.
One God all the time.