The Joy of Being Clean Before I was dead. Not living but only barely surviving, but finally I feel alive. I can both use and cry for what I’ve been through and done to others, but I prefer to stay clean. The happiness I have now is incredible.
I finally feel like a man. I still play like a child, but when it comes to my life I don’t play. In my recovery I work like a man. I don’t want to die by drugs, gangs or suicide. I want to live. I deserve to live if for no one but myself. My life is more than a gift but an earning. I earned this spot. I could have committed suicide on use, but I chose not to. I looked for help and they helped me. I’m thankful for Treatment and Narcotics Anonymous. I just want to give back what has been so freely given to me, which is a new way of life.
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