Saturday, July 18, 2026 By this point, there had been so many changes at work that it no longer felt like the place I had once loved. We had an entirely different management team, and then I was placed under the supervision of a woman I had trained myself. At the time, I convinced myself…

Friday, July 17, 2026 During COVID, I worked from home from around March until June. Since I had no supervisors around, it was easy to hide my drinking. We had one Zoom call every day, but after that I could spend my day however I wanted—whether that meant actually working or drinking. When we started…

Thursday, July 16, 2026 As time went on, my drinking slowly changed. What started as two or three drinks a week became almost every night. Eventually, it got to the point where I wasn’t even remembering my evenings. Then COVID hit, and life became even more complicated. Miles lost his job with the state over…

Wednesday, July 15, 2026 Today marks 20 days of sobriety. It’s the longest I’ve gone without a drink since alcohol slowly became a part of my life. People often ask how someone ends up with an addiction. The truth is, for me, it didn’t happen overnight. Looking back, I can see how one difficult season…

Monday, July 13, 2026 Spending my first week home after getting out of jail, I’ve had a lot of time to think. Miles has been incredibly supportive. Even though I destroyed so many material things, he keeps reminding me that none of that matters compared to me being alive. He told me he was just…

Saturday, July 11, 2026 From the speaker on the Ring doorbell, I heard Miles. “What are you doing there?” he asked. “I’m sitting at the jail waiting for you to come out.” I immediately started crying. “I thought you were punishing me by making me walk home,” I said. “Stop crying,” he replied. “I would…

Thursday, July 9, 2026 So I started walking. I passed a couple of baseball fields, and all I could think about was finding somewhere to use the bathroom. I just needed a toilet. I passed a preschool and came to a stoplight. I turned right, thinking the hospital wasn’t too far away. Surely no one…

Wednesday, July 8, 2026 Wednesday, July 8, 2026 After what seemed like hours of waiting, a detention officer came to the cell door and called my name. From my mattress on the floor, I looked up at him to make sure I had heard him correctly. “Have I been bailed out?” I asked. “Yes,” he…

Tuesday, July 7, 2026 Today has been 13 days since my accident. On the day of my accident, I went to jail. My charges were DWI (first offense), driving without a seatbelt, no proof of insurance, reckless driving, and disorderly conduct. I walked into the detention center in handcuffs. The detention officer told me to…

Monday, July 6, 2026 Today is a new day, although not much has changed physically. I woke up with my leg still banged up, and I don’t plan on leaving the house. Getting around is difficult right now, so today feels like another day of healing. I’m going to pick up where I left off…