My First Sober March Madness: Finding Joy Without the Party
For years, March Madness meant one thing to me: a month-long excuse to party. The first Thursday of the tournament was practically a holiday—calling off work, meeting up with friends, filling out brackets, and, most importantly, drinking all day. I used to believe the energy of the tournament, the buzzer-beaters, the Cinderella stories, and the […]
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