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One Year Sober

Back To My Roots

By Chelsea LaVallePublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 1 min read

It was never just one thing

This was just the last thing

The final straw that broke me

Or maybe it awoke me

Between me and you

I think the latter must be true

Because after all these years

My vision has never been more clear

My thoughts… my decisions…

These things are no longer driven by fear

I won’t lie to you

It took work to get here

It hasn’t been an easy road

It’s a daily choosing of myself

To let go of my past and finally unload

I walked through my own fires and came out the other side

I got burnt

And yeah, parts of it really fucking hurt

But you didn’t think I would just lay down and die

Now here I am - living my life fully alive

I’m back to my roots

You see, I went back to that first room

So that even on a stormy night

When darkness tries to take me

I’ll always have my own light

I hear my freedom bells perpetually ringing

Though let me clarify

This is just the beginning

There are parts of myself of whom I must still say goodbye

The difference is now I’m finally awake

And ready to pour into myself more than I take

Written on 2/7/2022

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Chelsea LaValle

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