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Addiction

Some days, too much is not enough. Other days, just enough is too much. What I used to do just to get my fix. Remembering that person who I used to be. That temporary reprieve. Lasting for what feels like only heartbeats. That temporary reprieve from physical, emotional ache. The bridges I’ve burned. The pain and tears I’ve caused. Now I live true to myself, clean and sober. Having a life I didn’t know I could have. Not a day goes by I don’t work on my recovery. Every day is a challenge, some more than others. Addiction is the shadow in the corner, always trying to unite with you, knowing your will is stronger than ever. You’ve tasted the freedom of recovery, now remember it.

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