Clean Heart, Sober Mind: What I Learned After 100 Days of Sobriety
On June 19th, I knew I had to make a choice: Live or die.
I chose life. We should all be so lucky.
Sunday morning, June 19th, 2022, I was told I needed help. I knew I did. I knew my mind was not right. I knew I was at my literal wit’s end. I knew if I didn’t stop abusing my mind, body, and soul, all would cease to exist.
So I stopped. I sought help. Professional, psychiatric help. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. To physically take those steps…