today is my day one

so i just left the hospital because i was concerned that my liver was failing. it’s not, i should be fine. but yesterday was my 22nd birthday and i spent it on reddit trying to figure out if i was dying instead of celebrating. i don’t want to live like this anymore. i’ve been drinking secretly and i took a big step by telling my mom the truth about how i’ve been heavily drinking practically every day for about a year. i’m going to look into support groups tomorrow.