I can't stop and I won't stop.

I can't stop being sober. I won't stop being sober. No matter the temptations or attempts of others to coerce me. No streak of dry days is enough. I am hungry for day 365, and when I get it I will set my sights on year two. I want 5, 10, 25 years sober. How much money can I save? How shiny can I make my liver?

And that FOMO? Yeah, I got that. Fear of missing out on my kids' lives because I'm chasing a fleeting feeling. Fear of coughing up blood in a few years when my liver fails me. Fear of finding myself back in a place where I look in the mirror and feel nothing but regret.

I cannot and will not stop.