Day 106 – The Fight to Let Go

Day 106

Letting go is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Love, fear, and hope pull me in every direction—a tug-of-war between my past, present, and future. But I know deep down that holding on isn’t the answer.

Hope represents more than love to me. She’s been my light, my reminder of who I can become if I face my demons, heal my wounds, and stop running from myself. But even with that knowledge, I struggle to let go. I feel trapped between believing in what we share and the fear of losing it by moving forward.

The truth? I’ve spent so much of my life unheard, unseen, and lost. Letting go feels like risking everything, yet I know it’s the only way to truly heal and grow. The love I feel is real—unconditional—and I know she’s always wanted me to become the best version of myself.

Each day I fight through the pain and self-doubt, and each day I build a little more. I choose to keep going to bed sober, to keep fighting for clarity and strength, and to believe that growth won’t go unnoticed.

This is torture, yes. But it’s also transformation. Love doesn’t mean clinging. Growth doesn’t mean forgetting. Healing doesn’t mean avoiding the pain—it means facing it, learning from it, and using it to become the person I was always meant to be.

Day 106

One Step. One Punch. One Round. 🌹

—Your Fellow Traveler in Recovery