Thank you for the kind words.

Honestly, having gone through recovery and grappling with all the shit I didn’t want to acknowledge has been a gift.

Learning to not hate myself for bad decisions I made in the past creates a lot of space to be compassionate and (hopefully) skillful in helping other people who are struggling. (Not to mention myself, when I fuck up…which is often.)

It can always be worse, and I’ve lived through enough “bad” to be grateful for how much easier mundane shit like taxes, politics, and argumentative kids are by comparison. :)