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In the lowest points of my life, especially during my drinking days, I remember feeling like darkness was suffocating me. Like I was being smothered to death and I couldn’t escape. Wherever I turned, the darkness followed me. It wanted to consume me.
It wanted to become me.
The more I succumbed to my …
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