I didn’t build this site for show.
I built it because I needed a place to come back to.
Somewhere to drop the mask, write the truth, and maybe help somebody else in the process.
This isn’t polished. It’s not perfect.
It’s my garage. My prayer shed. My scratchpad. My mess.
It’s also my hope.
You’ll find all kinds of stuff here:
- Journal entries — most of them unfiltered
- Pocket prayers — the kind I mumble before a meal or shout into the steering wheel
- Tools I use to stay abstinent (or get back on track)
- Notes for people like me who’ve stumbled, returned, and are trying again
I don’t always know what I’m doing.
But I know I need to keep doing it.
If you’re here, maybe you do too.
So welcome. Stick around. Or come back when you need to.
Still here. Still recovering. Still showing up.
– Deebo
Hope this works