Sue K

The worst day of my addiction was not the time I got arrested. It wasn't the second time I got arrested. It wasn't even the time my best friend and I fought about my using. The worst day of my drinking was the day I could not get more. I learned about the phenomenon of craving that day. It was a brutal lesson.

After two arrests, I was sent to rehab and I learned not only about my disease but about living sober. When I arrived at treatment, I was ready to consider what they had to offer.

I live a productive, happy, useful life. I don't live in fear, shame or anger any more. I get to love and be loved. And I get to be conscious and present in a way that just isn't possible on active addiction. I am incredibly grateful to be sober.