When my wife and I got married a little over two months ago, we opted not to have a traditional wedding party with female bridesmaids and male groomsmen.
My name is Atticus and I’m an alcoholic. I’m 4 and a half years sober. When I hit my bottom, I was pulled over by the police, kicked out of my apartment, and my girlfriend broke with me.
This year is the year I start accepting the love I deserve, and that means letting go of a lot of people who don’t love and accept me.