I’ve learned that when I skip my daily inventory, life starts to feel a little heavier. Small frustrations linger, old fears whisper louder, and my peace feels harder to reach. But when I take even five quiet minutes at the end of the day to pause and reflect — to be radically honest with God and myself — something shifts. The clutter clears. I can breathe again. The daily inventory isn’t just a recovery tool; it’s a spiritual reset that keeps me grounded in truth, humility,