I thought I was alone who suffered. I went on top of the house, and found every house on fire. – Baba Sheikh Farid
tired
There are days when I feel completely worn out. Not just physically tired, but tired deep in my soul. Tired of hoping.Tired of waiting.Tired of trying to stay strong. And honestly… tired of praying. Because sometimes it feels like my prayers are just hitting the ceiling. Like I’m talking into…
yo-yo’s
The Yo-Yo of Healing I never was good with yo yo’s. Nothing has changed as an adult. People tell you sobriety brings clarity. Peace. Stability. They talk about “good days” like they eventually line up neatly, one after another, forming a steady life you can trust. And sometimes that happens….
darkness
Who knew there was so much darkness between the pain and actual healing. It’s not rock bottom exactly. It’s not the chaos of active addiction or the numb blur of survival mode. It’s something quieter and more unsettling: the middle. The in-between. The space where you’ve chosen sobriety, chosen healing,…
hope
Seeing hope again doesn’t always come in some huge, life-changing moment. Most of the time, it starts quietly. It shows up in the smallest parts of the day — the ones that used to feel meaningless or easy to overlook. Lately, as I continue this sober journey, I’ve been noticing…