Regrets, Amends, and Healing
How to move on from the shame of your alcoholic past

When I was drinking, the mornings and nights felt the same, an endless cycle of the hazy followed by the all too real. I would wake up hungover, and by the evening, I would be drinking again and often blackout. But although the days seemed the same in character, they were not the same in detail. I was doing and saying things to…