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Cooked a full meal without forgetting something in the oven. No more charcoal chicken surprises. Gordon Ramsay would be proud.

I used to hide behind the curtains every time a siren went past my house, convinced they were coming for my stash. Yesterday, a police car pulled up and I didn’t even flinch. They just went into the s...

I looked at my old "stoner recipes" notebook today. I had written down "Bread dipped in orange juice" like it was a Michelin-star discovery. Being sober means I actually use my stove for things other ...

Cleaned my room sober. Actually moved the bed. I found a fossilized slice of pizza, three lighters, and the missing left sock to my favorite pair. When I was smoking, "cleaning" just meant moving the ...

Threw house party sober: greeted guests, deep convos, no awkward "Sasa bro?" to strangers. Cleaned up next day easily.

My fridge used to hide from me at midnight. Now it's safe. No more 3am raids for random food combinations. Sorry for the cereal and ketchup sandwich phase.

Laughing at jokes because they're funny, not because everything is hilarious. But sober laughs feel deeper somehow.

Always remember where I parked my car now. No more wandering parking lots like a lost soul. GPS thanks me.

Cleaned my room sober. Actually moved the bed. I found a fossilized slice of pizza, three lighters, and the missing left sock to my favorite pair. When I was smoking, "cleaning" just meant moving the ...

High time: 10-minute YouTube video feels like lifetime. Sober time: productive, predictable. Finished chores in record time. Adulting unlocked.

I told myself weed made me creative, but I wasn’t finishing anything. I saved money this week and it shocked me honestly. If you’ve been here before, what helped you stay consistent?

Used to order two pizzas, ice cream, and chapati at 1am. Delivery guy knew my gate by heart. Now? Midnight craving hits, I drink water and sleep. Monthly food budget dropped dramatically. Used the sav...

I keep patting my pockets like my stash is a car key. I’m noticing emotions I used to numb, and it’s uncomfortable but real. I went for a walk and realized my legs have been unemployed for years. I’m ...

I told myself weed made me creative, but I wasn’t finishing anything. I relapsed recently and I’m trying not to disappear in shame. Relapse isn’t the end — it’s feedback. I’m adjusting.

Used to walk around with red eyes 24/7. People asking "Uko na homa?" or "Ulia nini?" Now eyes white like fresh milk. Last week a colleague said: "Bro, your eyes are shining, umeanza kuosha na holy wat...