RECLAIMING CLARITY: A JOURNEY TO SOBRIETY

My journey with intoxicants was a long and turbulent one. I felt suffocated in a maze of self-destruction, where the only escape came from the next drink. But something inside me, a tiny ember of hope, refused to be snuffed out. I knew I had to make a change before it was too late. Seeking help was the hardest part. It meant confronting the pain,