Loneliness Before The Bottle
Before alcohol ever took over my life, something else had already settled in. Loneliness. Not the kind that comes from
Awareness
When Anxiety Became Who I Was
I grew up thinking anxiety was just part of my personality. I didn’t have a name for it then — only a constant sense that something inside me wasn’t right. Over time, staying quiet felt safer than being misunderstood, and anxiety slowly became the identity I lived by. It took years, and eventually sobriety, to see that it wasn’t who I was at all — just a shield I built as a kid trying to survive what I didn’t understand.