Years of consumption have noticeably impaired my brain, and I am finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate and think clearly. To think about how to move forward.

Alcohol is a “cell poison,” and that is now beyond doubt. After many years, its constant, sometimes excessive consumption has left deep scars on me. Not only has my body been severely affected, but my mental state is also becoming increasingly critical.

To hide what is really going on inside me from the outside world, I withdraw further and further into myself. I often ask myself what prospects there are for me and my family. Fear and hopelessness are slowly taking hold of me.

You feel what alcohol does to you. But it’s not just about you. People around you suffer too. Maybe your partner, your child, your parents. Maybe your colleague, your friend, your former self.

You know it. And yet – you can’t get out.
And that’s not a weakness. It’s an illness. An addiction. And it’s stronger than willpower or reason – as long as you fight alone.

What we often feel most at the beginning is shame.
We don’t want to be a burden to anyone. We hide ourselves away.
And in this silence, the problem grows. The spiral begins. Again and again.

But you are not alone.
And the silence can be broken.
It doesn’t take much. Just the first step.

Maybe you don’t see a solution right now. Maybe you don’t want to hear about hope or new beginnings. You’ve tried too many times. You’ve been disappointed too many times.
That’s okay.
Because change doesn’t start with strength, it starts with honesty.
With a moment when you say:

“I can’t go on like this.”

And that’s exactly where your journey begins.