Reflection:
I’m tired. But tired is not an excuse.
It’s not a trigger.
It’s not permission to eat, hide, or quit.
It’s just tired.
So I’m drinking water.
I’m finishing my day.
I’m not letting the lie whisper,
“You deserve something.”
I deserve truth.
I deserve healing.
And I’ll get both — one day at a time.
Still…
Still tired.
Still honest.
Still abstinent.