man, the grief aspect of sobriety… it’s something I don't think I really understood until I was in it for a while. like, two years now. it’s not just giving up alcohol, it's also saying goodbye to a whole way of life, even if it was a toxic one. and that can be SO hard. sometimes it hits me out of nowhere, this profound sadness for what I lost, or even for the person I used to be, or the chances I blew. it's not a craving, it's a deep ache, you know? a different kind of pain. but I'm learning to sit with it, to let myself feel it instead of trying to numb it. it's part of the healing, I guess. just wanted to put that out there. you're not alone if you're feeling that too. ❤️‍🩹