How I Stopped Reaching for Wine and Started Reaching for Myself

I used to believe that if I stopped numbing, I’d have to face all the pain at once, and it would break me. But what I found was the opposite. Meeting myself with compassion, piece by piece, didn’t shatter me—it healed me. And in that process, I uncovered something even deeper: joy, peace, and a self-trust I never knew was possible.