201 days ago, plastered on my couch on an insignificant Monday evening, I made a decision that had been a long time coming yet also happened in an instant. I called my best friend, then my brother and then another best friend, and through seemingly unending tears I told them all the same thing. That I was sick and tired of being sick and tired, and I needed help. On August 10, 2021, my sobriety journey began. My dear sister answered my early morning call while on vacation and wouldn’t let me off for 2 hours until I had packed my bags and made it to my parents. I met with my doctor that day, went to my first AA meeting the next day, and met with a drug and alcohol counselor the next day. With the love and support of those closest to me, I formed a treatment plan and I’ve been at it ever since. I’ve accomplished a lot in the last 200 days. I’ve walked 1387 miles, lost over 60 pounds and started weaning off my blood pressure medications. I’ve established a healthy daily routine, improved my performance at work, and reconnected with friends and family in a whole new way. I’ve made vast strides with my mental health, experiencing less stress, anxiety, nervousness, guilt, anger, and general depression. I’m happier, healthier, calmer, more confident, and better equipped to handle whatever comes my way. Put simply, I am more present, aware, and proud of myself than I’ve ever been in my adult life. There is not a chance in hell I would have made it this far without the support of my family, my closest friends, and the sober community. I am forever grateful for this circle of people whom I love and consider to be my greatest accomplishment in life. You know who you are, and thank you. And if anyone ever wants to talk about my experiences or their own, I’d love to be a resource for you as countless others have been for me. And with that my journey continues, one day at a time.