I'm 32 and coming out of the throes of s pretty substantial alcohol addiction that started at 18.

I'm about 6 or 7 months sober now. I don't really ever think about alcohol anymore. Once I made the decision it's been good.

But what's been hard dealing with all the mental health shit that alcohol was letting me kick down the road.

A big thing that's been eating at me lately is... idk mourning my 20s? I feel like I kind of missed out on so much of it. On so many opportunities, so many experiences, and so many people because I was stuck and isolated drinking alone. It feels like I had this really pivotal time in my life to explore and grow and I missed it. I'm behind and I'll always be behind.

Idk, this probably sounds dumb. I'm only 32. I have a lot of life left, but it's so hard to reslly make myself feel like it's true.

Edit: Thanks for all the replies. I've read each one. It's comforting to see how many people are in the same or similar positions. I'm trying to stay focused on the future. Sometimes my brain just doesn't want to let me. But I'm going to try my hardest still. I hope all of you can get some of the comfort you've given me today, and I'll try and pay it forward as best I can. <3