12-Months Sober, Until Last Night. Pray For me.
“We are all broken; that’s how the light gets in.” Once upon a not-so-distant yesterday, nestled within the twists and turns of sobriety’s journey, I, a steadfast navigator of the clear-headed seas, found myself 12 months strong—a year of clarity, resilience, and the steadfast avoidance of any and all vices. Yet, little did I know,…