For years, I felt anxious if I didn’t have weekend plans. The fear didn’t start on Friday — it started on Monday. I wasn’t just worried about being bored; I was afraid of being alone with myself.Drinking became my escape from that discomfort — from the silence, the stillness, and the version of me I didn’t want to face. I filled my life with busyness and social events, not for joy, but to avoid the anxiety that came with being home, sober, and still.Now, after quitting alcohol, I’ve learned to sit with myself. I’ve grown to enjoy solitude and no longer feel the panic of an empty calendar. In fact, sometimes I have to remind myself not to cancel plans — because peace no longer feels like loneliness. It feels like freedom.If this hits home, take a moment to ask yourself: what are you really running from? You might find that what you fear in stillness is actually where your healing begins.✨ Share this with someone who needs to hear it, or message me if you’re in that place — you’re not alone.

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