I came across this post yesterday, and it made me cry.
I guess it hits hard because as I’m working on my vision board, I’m feeling so incredibly pumped for year 44.
And I think of the people in my life who are still drinking regularly, and think, why have I found recovery, and they continue to deny?
And it’s all good because it makes me hate alcohol even more.
But why do I get to see the truth while others continue to be lied to and live a facade?
Why do their kids have to suffer, while mine see me thrive as they enter into adolescence/adulthood?
Why not them?