December 15, 2009. That’s my date of sobriety. It took a lot to swallow my pride and get humble. I had to get on my knees and pray. But then, sure as sh** these little miracles started happening. I should be dead, in prison, anywhere but here, but I’m here today. Slowly my relationships with my daughter, with my parents and with my significant other and her son are getting better.
Chris told me, “It’s about time you started making some right choices.” She’s working her own program and doing well. I was always bringing her down. I didn’t realize how much my using affected a whole circle of people. And even my recovery affects a whole circle.
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