Day 107 – The Fight Within

Day 107

I’ve spent years running—escaping my mind, my past, my fears. Behind the walls of addiction and self-doubt, I lost myself. But inside that RV, something shifted. Hope became my light. She woke me up to the fight I’d been avoiding—the fight with myself.

This journey didn’t start 107 days ago when I got sober. It began long before that, the moment I realized I needed to let go of the past. Hope helped me see that, but the truth is…I wasn’t ready. I didn’t know how to stand on my own.

The battle within comes from holding on too tightly—to our time together, to her words, to the person she believed I could be. She saved me without even knowing it, but I know it wasn’t fair to her. And still, her strength fuels me.

“How can I love someone else if I can’t love myself?” It’s a question she asked me once. And she was right. For the first time, I’m starting to see the person I can be. I’m in the best shape of my life. I’m building something real—knowledge, self-respect, love for myself. But it’s not without struggle.

This fight is far from over. My mind is still my greatest battlefield. But every day, I fight to make her belief in me worth it. And maybe, just maybe, I can become the person she always saw in me.

I’m not here because I think people care about my problems. I’m here because I want people to see the struggle, the battle that mental health and substance abuse create. If my journey can help even one person, then every step, every fight, will have been worth it.

Day 107

One Step. One Punch. One Round. 🌹

—Your Fellow Traveler in Recovery