Stephanie

I had so much fun in the early days, but I started to rely on alcohol for comfort and to get away from feeling. I drank to be social. I used it to hide my loneliness, low self esteem, and basically an overall feeling of insignificance. Despite having two sons, I felt purposeless.

I finally entered treatment after a friend of mine became aware of my self-harming. The drink wasn't enough anymore. I wanted to die. Sadly, my last relapse occurred and had traumatic consequences.

I enjoy being sober. I'm involved in service, make at least 5 meetings a week and have made so many friends. I don't sit anymore jealous of those with more time. I do it just one day at a time. I'm in school again so I can help others like me, my sons are happy and my family actually enjoys seeing me today. I'm eternally grateful to the people who have put me back on my feet when I couldn't stand on my own. It always gets better... one day at a time.