A few days ago I hit the one year mark. It went by largely unnoticed because I haven't really been craving in a very long time.

I faced self-destruction and I seriously considered it. I was on a path to the end.

Now I'm not anymore. Man, I really hurt myself there. The human brain is a wondrous thing, but that stimulant addiction did something to me.

I don't ever want to go back. I'm not sure I'd survive another round.

This is my first login in months. I received a bunch of messages from someone I'd been thinking about, but they've deleted their account since and now I don't have a way to respond. Another connection lost. But their last message was 9 months clean, so it should be around 11 by now. If you ever read this: Fucking proud of you, dude. Keep going. I believe in you.