152 days.
That’s 152 mornings of waking up without regret in my throat.
152 chances to choose peace over pain.
152 days of facing my demons without a bottle in my hand.
I ain’t just counting days—I’m building something.
A life that don’t run from the truth.
A voice that don’t slur the message.
A soul that’s finally healing.
If you’re watching this, wondering if you can do it too…
You can.
It won’t be easy.
But neither is dying slow.
I’m 152 days in.
Still standing.
Still healing.
And I ain’t going back.
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