Day 70 – Promise Land Glimpse (reflection/prayer)
Seventy days.Not seventy clean, not seventy pretty—but seventy returns.I caught a glimpse today—of the peace You promised,the life You said was possible.God, let me keep walking toward it.
Truth
Sharp, honest takes that hit hard and fast
Day 68 – Middle of Nowhere (raw thought)
Recovery feels like a dirt road through nowhere.But I’ve been lost before,and this ain’t that.This is heading home.
Day 66 – Liar’s Voice (raw thought)
The voice told me I could handle “just one.”I laughed in its face.Because I know how that movie ends—and I’m tired of re-runs.
Day 64 – Brotherhood (raw thought)
Got carried by my people today.Didn’t ask, didn’t want to.They showed up anyway.That’s recovery. That’s grace.
Day 62 – Chaos Ride (raw thought)
Life’s been chaos. Work, family, program sideways.But I strapped in and didn’t bail.Sometimes the ride just sucks, but bailing makes it worse.
Day 61 – Ashes to Fire (poem)
Addict brain said I was burned out.Dead wood.Ash heap.God said, “Strike the match.”Now I’m glowing again.
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.
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 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.