What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Last night was tough – in fact, yesterday was just a crappy day. But you know what, I made it through without relapsing. And, although I’m not feeling my best, I am SO proud that I kept fighting. Life does get better, and with every day the path of recovery gets a little clearer. I’ve thought of deleting my post from last night, but it’s real and I’m not ashamed of the way I feel. At the end of the day it’s life.