I'm about to hit 1 year in recovery and it feels… surreal. Like, how did I get here! It’s crazy to think back to those early days and compare it to now. But today, I'm just feeling a profound sense of grief. It’s not even a bad day, really, but my mind is just replaying old memories, and I’m feeling the weight of what was lost. The friends, the time, the opportunities. Ugh. It’s a different kind of pain than the active addiction, almost more heartbreaking in some ways because now I can actually FEEL it, you know? It’s a bittersweet milestone for sure. Just sending out some love to anyone else who understands this feeling. It’s part of the process I guess, feeling all the feelings. ❤️ It's hard but we're doing it.