It's wild how grief can just sneak up on you, even for things that feel like ancient history. I was just thinking about a friend I lost when I was still drinking and man, the guilt still hits sometimes. Like, would things have been different if I had been sober then? It's a heavy thought. But then I remember I'm doing what I can now. Living clean for them and for me. It doesn't erase the past but it helps me move forward, honoring their memory. That's a powerful thing. ❤️ Keep pushing through those hard feelings. You're not alone in them.