Made it to 20.
Twenty days of abstinence.
Not clean. Not smooth. Not easy.
But real.
And that’s what matters.
There were a dozen points this week where the old script tried to take over:
“Blow it now—before it gets too real.”
“You’re close enough.”
“Nobody cares.”
But I didn’t.
I didn’t sabotage it.
That’s different.
I used to throw a grenade at every new milestone.
Fear of success, fear of change, fear of feeling too damn good—
It always made me grab the sled, grease it up, and launch straight into relapse like Clark Griswold down a snowbank.
Not this time.
It wasn’t pretty.
I’ve still got a lot of garbage in my head.
Still lie to myself sometimes.
Still skip the scale or fudge the line.
Still try to coast instead of commit.
But today, I chose truth.
I chose not quitting.
I chose to keep going, even when it felt like hell.
This is progress.
Not perfection.
But holy hell—it’s progress.
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Still…
Still not sabotaging.
Still fighting the old voice.
Still building new muscle.
Still letting grace carry what grit can’t.
Still abstinent.
Still here.
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