There was a time when addiction felt like my only companion. It promised escape, numbed the pain, and gave me something to lean on when I didn’t know how to stand. But in truth, it was stealing everything I loved—piece by piece, day by day.
I used to believe I couldn’t live without it. That thought kept me chained far longer than I like to admit. The truth was, I wasn’t living at all—I was surviving, barely.
Recovery didn’t happen overnight. It wasn’t a single “aha” moment or a neat, straight path forward. It was messy, painful, and often lonely. There were nights I thought I’d never make it through. There were mornings I woke up ashamed of yesterday, unsure if I had the strength for today.
But slowly, choice by choice, I began to reach for life again. Saying no once. Asking for help. Breathing through the craving instead of giving in. Writing instead of running. And then doing it all again the next day.
What I learned is that recovery isn’t just about putting something down—it’s about picking something up. For me, that meant rediscovering myself. Remembering what joy feels like. Finding the courage to face a mirror and not turn away. Learning that I am not my addiction—I am more.
Even now, the journey continues. There are days that still test me. But there are also days filled with laughter, clarity, connection, and peace. And those moments remind me: every sunrise without chains is a gift.
If you’re reading this and you’re in that place I once was, I want you to know—you are not weak. You are human. And recovery is possible. I’m living proof that even from the darkest places, light can return.
✨ Stay connected with me for encouragement, resources, and more:
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With love and light,
Crystal Amon
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