Throughout life, and due to addiction, I’ve faded away from who I truly am. The lines that tethered me to my moral foundations were cut away, leaving me miserable, passive and searching for solace in all the wrong places. Making the decision to clean up, work on my defects and become a better person has helped to guide me back to the cornerstones of my foundations that makes me who I was meant to be. It hasn’t been easy. It’s as if I’m going to war with myself to kill the man I’ve been in order to defeat this alter-ego who had taken me prisoner. Once the smoke clears and the dust settles, I’m able to rebuild – to re-connect with my family, friends and most importantly myself. But I can’t do it alone. I need allies to connect with as well – support groups, a higher power, hobbies and passions. A full life wasn’t meant to be lived alone.