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For two years, every movie was just a series of colorful lights followed by me waking up during the credits. Last night, I watched a thriller. I guessed the killer. I saw the plot twist. I felt the su...

Skin cleared up. No more dull fog face.

Readings perfect. "Keep doing this!"

Body handles pain better with exercise and rest. No masking needed.

Nairobi-Mombasa smooth and alert.

Emotions were numb for years. Sober sunset at Lake Naivasha — teared up from beauty. Human again.

Creativity unblocked.

Natural recovery, real gains.

I used to count pills like a routine; now I’m counting days. I feel proud and scared at the same time — like I’m growing up late. Thanks for being a safe place to be honest.

I’m learning the difference between treating pain and escaping feelings. I feel proud and scared at the same time — like I’m growing up late. Relapse isn’t the end — it’s feedback. I’m adjusting.

Actually listen and respond.

Laughing feels full-body again. Joy is authentic.

Sleep comes naturally now. No chemical knockout required.

I’m rebuilding trust with myself—slowly, but surely. I had a craving today that hit out of nowhere. I’m posting here instead of isolating. That’s my win today.

Friends impressed.