
Five months of sobriety.
Five months of clarity.
Five months of healing.
Sobriety is my spellwork; intention, reflection, & rebirth.
Sobriety has become my ritual.
It hasn’t been easy, but it’s been worth every single moment.
I no longer run from my shadows; I honor them.
I choose peace, not chaos.
I choose me, over & over again.
Each day I grow a little stronger.
A little more resilient.
I’m not who I was & I’m proud of that.
In my twenties I was nearly eight years sober. I got sober in rehab when I was twenty-two. Then when I turned thirty, the same month of my birthday, I relapsed. I had a vacation planned to Belize & I didn’t want to experience it sober. Why would I go to another country & not drink a mango marg on a tropical island? Tf.
That was also the time I decided at that point I didn’t want kids anymore, after a lifetime of dreams yearning to be a Mom. I grew up in a household shadowed by addiction. My parents were only around when they were drunk. I thought their chaos was normal. I fell into that cycle myself, the same pain.
When I got sober the first time, I promised myself my kids would never live the life I did. I wanted them to grow up surrounded by love & acceptance, not confusion & neglect. So, at thirty, when I decided I didn’t want kids anymore, who fucking cared?
I relapsed for exactly three years.
Three years in a fog.
Three years of missing memories.
I’d black out & get myself into trouble. By the time I quit drinking this last time I was taking twelve shots a day, nearly every day. I craved alcohol constantly, I went to the liquor store often. My drug of choice was Crown & Monaco’s, but truthfully, I’d drink anything.
At some point, I started asking myself, who am I?
& I realized I didn’t want to be that person anymore.
I remembered the version of me who felt most alive, the one who was sober & deeply connected to her spirituality. I still practiced paganism & witchcraft through those dark years, but I wasn’t connecting to spirit the way I used to be. The deeper I get into sobriety, the more I connect to spirit.
Spirituality means everything to me.
Here’s to five months of light, truth, & becoming. Magick in the making.
Blessed be. ✨
💛 Ave

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