You’re not lost.
You’re just arriving.

Rock bottom is not the end.

It’s the invitation.

I sit long enough for the noise to fall away.
Long enough to return to my highest, truest self.
Long enough to become nothing again—just being.

Our bodies know what our minds forget

Letting go of alcohol didn’t solve everything. But it gave me back the space I needed to remember who I actually am.

Maybe you’re not broken.
Maybe you’re becoming