Sober. No alcohol for quite a while. No socials. And they say that no man is an island?
But it is mental.
I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. Am I capable of becoming an introvert? For someone who’s always been a gatherer. Someone who’s always been outgoing. It is hard.
This is my dip. The filter. The awareness.
The realization of things.
I am not hard to love. It was hard for me to accept love. And the more that I am learning to accept things and let go, the lighter it feels.
My knee still hurts. My chest still heavy. Mind exhausted.
But keep going on. Keep building one at a time. Keep going to the gym. Keep talking to mum. Keep sober.