Day 60 – Mile Marker (raw thought)
Sixty days.Didn’t earn a medal.Barely earned a nap.But I’m still here.Still walking.Still not quitting.
DeeBo
Day 59 – Highway to Hell (poem)
I know the on-ramp.I’ve taken it before.Food in the passenger seat,shame in the trunk.But today I passed it.Flipped it the bird,kept driving.
Day 58 – Mirror Check (raw thought)
The mirror lies.Says I’m fat, broken, behind.But the truth? I’m showing up. I’m fighting.And that reflection matters more than what I see.
Day 57 – Kitchen Table Prayer (prayer)
God,I’m not bowing in some cathedral.I’m at my kitchen table,coffee gone cold,heart beating too fast.But You’re here,and I need You.
Day 56 – Fuck Off, Addiction (poem)
Whisper softer,scream louder,I don’t care.Fuck off, addiction—you’ve had enough rent-free timein my skull.
Day 55 – Flat Tire (raw thought)
Program felt like a busted wheel today. Couldn’t roll smooth, but I didn’t leave the road. Limped it home. Sometimes survival is the win.
Day 54 – Full Tank, Rough Road
Spiritually, I feel like I’ve got a full tank right now. Not because the road got smooth—hell no, it’s still full of potholes—but because I’m actually fueling up daily. Prayer, connection, food on plan. That’s my gas. That’s my grip on the wheel.
Day 53 – Addict Math
My addict loves bad math. One “harmless” thought somehow equals zero consequences in my head. Truth? That equation always turns into a bill I don’t want to pay. Today I caught it mid-calculation and shut it down. Kept my abstinence, kept my return.
Day 52 – Chair Time
I sat my ass in the chair this morning and did my quiet time even though everything in me wanted to bolt. That’s my win today. Not perfect, not magical, but I showed up. Sometimes that’s the best move I’ve got—just stay in the chair.
Day 51 – Hollow Victory
Felt like I “won” today because I didn’t binge… but honestly, it was messy. Sloppy thoughts, lousy structure, half my program tools left in the shed. My addict brain was chirping, “See? You can slack and still make it.” Yeah, that’s how the refund process starts. I know better. Tomorrow I tighten the screws.