Omg! Last time I posted here was like 3 years ago. At that time I was addicted to blues. I had not yet shot up. I say yet because it wasnt long after my last post that I crossed that line. That line addicts use to justify they arent that bad.long story short. Some how, some way I didnt die. I didnt go to prison, I did go to jail afew times. Short stints. I lived in complete filth for about a year or so. I ALMOST GAVE UP. Gave in to that quiet voice inside my head telling me, YOUR ALWAYS GONNA BE A DRUG ADDICT. THEN something happenend. My parents stopped enabling me. I faced homelessness in the face. That was my bottom. Id lost everything. Was I really put here on this earth to be a homeless junkie? Are any of us put here for that reason? To just use drugs? To use people? To suffer? I wasnt! So I went to rehab. Finished. Did a halfway house treatment program. I do NA. I still hate the fact that im an addict. Working on that.but today 10 months and 4 days later im clean and sober! Im 38. I started doing drugs when I was 17. Everyday I was high on something. Getting clean is doable. I proved that to myself. To my family. It was hard. Today I know what I want. Good things. The addict in me still uses dirty tricks to get me off track. If you want your life back you can do it. If you a job back, you can have it. If you want YOU BACK! YOU CAN DO IT BECAUSE I DID IT.