I had convinced myself I had it under control. I didn’t. By the time I got here, I had nearly lost everything: my marriage, my kids’ respect, my own sense of who I was. The structure was hard. The honesty was harder. But for the first time in years, I stopped white-knuckling it and actually started to understand why I kept ending up in the same place. I left with something I hadn’t felt in a long time, not just hope, but a real plan