Tripping Over Myself

As I share in my book, my addiction to alcohol began subtly when I was just twelve years old. What started as an occasional escape grew into a relentless need that consumed my life. By the age of twenty-five, I had spiraled so far that I was, quite literally, drinking myself to death. My days revolved entirely around securing my next drink, and I was blind to the damage I was doing—to myself and those around me. This journey became the foundation of my Redemption and Healing, guiding me toward a new purpose.

In my book, I walk readers through those dark years, reflecting on how addiction took hold of me and how I finally found the strength to break free.

My grandfather was an alcoholic. I watched him cycle in and out of detox centers, only to return to drinking within days of being released. I hated the person he became when he drank. Unfortunately, I rarely saw his sober side, and his struggles left a lasting impression on me.

Looking back, I realize I learned nothing from his struggles—at least, not at the time. I couldn’t admit I was walking the same path as him, only in a far more destructive way.

But my grandfather’s journey, combined with my own, eventually taught me something valuable: addiction doesn’t have to define us. We have the power to rewrite our stories.

Through years of self-reflection and healing, I began documenting my thoughts, experiences, and lessons in the hopes that one day, they might help someone else. Those notes became the foundation of my book—a deeply personal project written to show anyone struggling with alcoholism that there is a way out.

Writing this book was my way of giving back. For years, I kept my struggles hidden, confiding only in the pages of my notes. But now, I’m ready to share my story with the world in the hope that it can inspire others to find their own path to redemption and healing.

No matter how far you’ve fallen, it’s never too late to rise again 

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