timely bump.
i'm not sure on the date but i know i'm coming up on a year here in a few weeks. came to a realization that what i was doing wasn't adolescent debauchery anymore and that i wouldn't grow out of it. liver enzymes were through the roof and my pancreas felt like there was a dagger sticking through it and i started getting palpitations and finally realized that i wasn't shaving weeks or months off my life; i was swinging the maul and splitting off years. got to the point where i was staring down the barrel of my latent mortality and i didn't like it and so i quit. no detox or programs or anything like that. i just quit. it was hard and i was probably ill-advised in doing it on my own and i don't really remember any of the first few weeks but i know i still functioned and got through it and looked back and realized how fucked up i was and didn't want to be that way again. whole lot more to the story and things got way worse before they got better and i truly lost my mind a few months in but i stayed sober and here i am a year on, finally getting back in shape and reengaging with friends and dedicating myself to doing what i need to do to carve out a career doing what i love and sometimes feeling content.
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