For me, sobriety is life or death. I am not willing to go out on my knees, begging for the anguish to end. I have been deep down in that rabbit hole of addiction and it was the hopeless reality I used to live. I was slowly dying and could only see the darkness and misery of my life. Alcohol and other drugs were at the center of my existence, they took priority over everything I loved. I lost myself and who I was, the substances were my friends and loved ones, they were a warm comforting blanket and a shield from the pain of this life.
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