Life After Addiction: Sober and Alive

What if I never got sober? It’s a question that still hits me like a punch to the chest. I don’t ask it for drama. I ask it because the answer defines my life after addiction. I would be dead. Or worse, I would still be breathing but already gone. A shell of a man who never woke up, who let addiction win, who became the ghost everyone else used as a cautionary tale.

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