When I got sober in 2018, I was raising three boys on my own and my middle son had just been diagnosed with autism. I was barely staying afloat emotionally and mentally, and the added stress of figuring out how to support him while staying clean felt impossible some days. He had meltdowns I didn’t know how to handle, and I was still learning how to handle myself. I couldn’t rely on old habits anymore. I had to show up clear-headed, patient, and present. That meant building new routines, learning different parenting strategies, and leaning into resources like therapy, community support, and parenting programs. There were moments I felt like I was failing him, like I didn’t know what I was doing. But I kept going, one day at a time. I’ve since helped other parents navigate this same space, especially those who feel ashamed or unsure. You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to be willing. And I’m here to walk alongside you.