Wow, I had a REALLY close call today and honestly, it shook me a bit. Just passed 2 years sober and I was driving past my old dealer's house, completely on autopilot, and for a split second, my brain just went "pull over." It was like a jolt of electricity, a whisper of the old me. It caught me SO off guard, like, where did that even come from?? I didn't pull over, obviously, but it was a stark reminder that even after all this time, those old pathways are still there, lurking. Felt a bit rattled and needed to share with people who get it. It's a journey, huh?