As I'm writing this, I've been walking this road of recovery for 875 days. I have to stop and read over that a few times to let it sink in. Three hundred days ago I didn't think that number would be possible. But not only was it possible, it's now my reality.
Recovery is hard. Especially when it's intentional. And I've learned more lessons along the way than I ever wanted to, but I'm grateful for each one.
If you're also walking this road of recovery, I want you to know something: I'm proud of you.
If no one has ever told you that, I'm so sorry. But I'm so honored to be the first one.
We share something, you and I. We're both stepping into the unknown every day. Every day we wake up, we decide, we make the choice to continue living a life in recovery.
I don't care how you got here or how many days you wanted to give up. I care about the fact that you are still here. And that's freaking awesome!
I wish that I could personally engage with each and every one of you and tell you personally how proud I am of you. But I'll settle for this.
You are beautiful.
You are special.
You are worth it.
You are loved.
I'm proud of you.
I see you.
I love you.
This road is hard enough as it is. Your journey is my journey.
The paths may be different, but we're in this together.
Recovery is hard.
But recovery is also so so beautiful.
So dear one, keep fighting. Keep walking. Keep running. Keep going.
I'm in your corner.
I believe in you.
I'm with you.
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Until next time,