Being part of the "Me Too." community, I have unfortunately suffered in several situations that are no longer holding my soul hostage. I have come out on the other side, more healed, more sane, and fully sober.
I know that this may seem silly to some, however, I like to break things down into the little epiphanies that they are in my life. I enjoy celebrating my tiny "Aha" moments and internalizing my truth, which for me, is that I will be alright no matter what. I also have made a conscious decision that I will never purchase another bath puff at the dollar store again.
I turned to alcohol to self-medicate. The sedative effect that overtook when I would drink provided a peace and order I had never known.
When I was even just 15 years younger, I often thought I was so hopeless that I would literally be found in a hopeless state of feline confusion with cats sitting on my head, begging for food, and a comatose me staring at a blank wall.