Dear Alcohol, We are done. I'm looking at my life, my kids, and my future, and there is absolutely no room left for your bullshit. You spent years convincing me l needed you, but you were just holding me back and keeping me small. Good fucking riddance. I used to think you were my escape, but you were really just a cage. You made me miss out on the real moments, the ones with my kids that actually matter, while you promised me you were helping me cope. You didn't solve a single thing, you just made me numb to the mess you were creating. Now that I'm 21 days clean of your bullshit, I can finally see clearly. I am building a life with routine, health, and actual presence, and you don't get an invite to this next chapter. You don't own me anymore. No longer yours, Casey