Day 230: The Strongest Kind of Courage

Day 230: The Strongest Kind of Courage

“And then one day, I discovered that the longing for love was the strongest kind of courage.” — Unknown

I’ve spent the past few days unraveling. Questioning everything. Wondering if I’m strong enough to keep doing this. Wondering if it’s all worth it. And today… today reminded me of something deeper.

This journey isn’t just about surviving another day sober. It’s not just about fighting the darkness or proving I can heal. It’s about love. The kind that builds quiet mornings in warm spaces. The kind that fills a room with laughter and safety. The kind I haven’t had yet—but still believe in. Still fight for.

That’s what this image means to me. It’s not fantasy. It’s a memory I haven’t made yet. But one day, I will. And when that day comes, I’ll know I earned it.

Not through perfection. But through persistence. Through showing up even when no one is watching. Through staying when all I want is to run.

Love is my reason. Hope is my engine. And courage? Courage is waking up each day and still believing that what I long for could one day be mine.

My name is Justin. This is Day 230. And I’m still here.

One Step. One Punch. One Round.

Your Fellow Traveler 🌹