Keep Fighting. It Does Get Better.

I cried today.
I wasn’t crying out of fear, frustration, anger, confusion, this was not that kind of cry.
I was crying because I am happy, I feel joy run through my body. I was crying because of how thankful I am for my recovery & my sobriety.
I was crying because around this time in January, eight years ago, I started my journey, not only with recovery but also with Rosewood.
I was crying because of how far I’ve come, how much I’ve let go, how much work I have done to get here.
I was crying because I am alive, I am living my life for me, not for any other person.
I was crying because I finally know freedom.
I was crying because I finally met myself & I love her, I love who I am without question, without doubt & without ED, Al or Addy screaming back.
I cried today & I am grateful.

Keep fighting, it does get better.