Not Dead Yet

I’m a bit over 11 months sober. The first thing I accepted in recovery is that I was killing myself for years, I was gone. It’s hard to explain what it feels like to have missed crucial development, I was here but I slept through it all. Learning what I am without my drug of choice, learning how I think, I should’ve had this figured out by now. I don’t think I’ve ever seen my thoughts so perfectly represented.