RECLAIMING CLARITY: A JOURNEY TO SOBRIETY

My struggle with intoxicants was a long and dark one. I felt suffocated in a maze of confusion, where the only escape came from the next hit. But something inside me, a tiny ember of hope, refused to be snuffed out. I knew I had to break free before it was too late. Reaching out was the hardest part. It meant acknowledging the pain, the embarrassm