I woke up this morning still carrying the weight of yesterday. The kind of exhaustion that isn’t just physical, it’s deeper than that. Lately I have been feeling something I can’t really put into words. Just this heavy, restless feeling sitting in my chest.
For the first time in a long while, the thought crossed my mind that a drink might make it all quiet down for a moment. That honestly scared me a little.
I have been sober for over a year now, and that is something I’m proud of. But today reminded me that sobriety doesn’t mean the voice of addiction disappears completely. Sometimes it just waits for moments when you’re tired, overwhelmed, or feeling alone.
A friend and colleague recently told me about Loosid, and I figured maybe the right thing to do right now is be honest about how I’m feeling instead of keeping it to myself. So this is me trying to do that.
I’m still here. Still sober. Just having one of those days where it feels harder than usual.