November 28th 2016 was my last drink.
Over 7 years.
Over 89 months.
Over 387 weeks
Over 2711 days
Going from losing everything and waiting to die, to have a beautiful family, an amazing wife, a wonderful daughter that will be 1 years old next week, own a cute little house, be steady financially, and recently having the opportunity to work in my passion field, which is cars. As a new cars salesman for Lexus. All those incredible things, making me a better man, bringing me to places I would've never thought possible... and yet, feeling sad, empty and weak.
I apologize to all of you because I really don't want to look like an ungrateful person. I feel blessed, so lucky and yes my family brings me so much positive things, and so much joy...
I am just trying to understand, adapt and deal with this emptiness, this void.
Am I normal?
