Jacob Fuchs, a pharmacist, shares his journey to 200 days sober while going through divorce. His professional knowledge of addiction didn't protect him from it. He's grieving the family he lost but proud to be present for his daughter and building a healthier life.
I'm 6 months sober, getting divorced, and honestly, some days I'm really not okay. Here's the really fucked up part. I think losing my marriage might have saved my life. I'm a pharmacist. I knew exactly how addiction worked, and I knew what it could destroy. And somehow I still convinced myself I was smarter than it. Spoiler alert, addiction doesn't give a shit about your doctorate. I lost myself. I hurt the people I love most, and eventually my wife had enough. And I can't blame her. I thought getting sober would have fixed everything. Turns out you can finally become the person you should have been all along and still lose the person you wanted to become better for. That's a special kind of heartbreak. But maybe God knew I wasn't listening. My wife finally saying enough was the wake-up call I desperately needed. And as much as I hate what it cost me, I'm grateful I finally woke up. Because today I'm 200 days sober, present for my daughter, and I'm becoming someone I can actually be proud of. Does that mean I'm okay? Hell no. I still cry. I still grieve the family I had. And I'd give anything to go back and do things differently. But here's what I'm learning. You can be heartbroken and healing at the same time. You can be grateful and devastated at the same time. And you can be You can be completely lost and still be heading in the right direction. So if you're struggling right now, please hear me. Just because you're not okay today doesn't mean you're not getting better. Maybe this isn't the end of our stories. Maybe this is where we finally start getting them right.
