Lost a friend unexpectedly last week. It's tough, you know. He wasn't in recovery, and it just hits different when you're on this path. All those memories come rushing back, and a part of me just wants to numb it all away. The grief is BIG and it makes me think about my own choices, and how lucky I am to be here. It's a reminder that life is fragile and every day sober is a gift. Not that it makes the pain any easier right now, but it's the truth. Just trying to sit with it, feel it, and not run. It's a real struggle but I'm showing up. Take care of yourselves out there.