My name is Peter, and I am from Arua in Uganda. For many years, my identity in the village was tied to alcohol, as I was widely known as the man who drank every single day.
Many people had given up on me completely, believing I would never amount to anything meaningful in life. At one point in my life, I had a steady job and even ran a small business, but my alcohol addiction gradually ruined everything I had built.
I lost my source of income, sold off most of my possessions to sustain my drinking habits, and in the end I became a burden to my own family. People used to mock me whenever I walked through the village.
Some would openly call me “the village drunkard,” while others would caution their children not to grow up like me.
I lived with deep shame, yet I felt stuck and unsure of how I could ever turn my life around. One day, a close friend introduced me to.To read more, tap hereb
