One year clean today. Feels pretty good.

I don't have much more to say about it than that. The story of five years mostly lost to drug addiction, then one year pulling myself out, is at once too enormous in personal significance and too banal in detail for me to recount at this stage. I also can't really describe it without self-pity, which I don't think you all want to read.

But there is hope. You can get out. It may even be better.