My memory is questionable at best. 

This day I will never forget.

My friends and I just moved into this great house,. Looking in from the outside we were doing great.

I had become a slave to the addiction and was just willing to ride anything out to keep my supply coming in.

I was no longer myself, I had completely surrendered to the addiction and was on auto pilot making every move towards my next high.

In that moment I realized how lost I was and a force came over me to walk away from the new house and live homeless. 

I burned every bridge at this point with my family and friends. They were content to let me die. That is where my Addiction took me. 

I walked away from it. It  was so bad that any new scene was better than one more day as a slave to a chemical. 

I don't recommend this to anyone because after I found my footing I realized I could never do it again. 

If I go back out, it will surely be the last time. 

I found my God that day. He knew how flawed I was. He did not bat an eye. From that day forward he has been with me by my side, guiding me. 

I can not explain it, which is why I don't recommend it.

Any other time in my life I would have been dead by the next day. 

23 months later I sit here still shocked how I made it. As you will read, if you chose to continue my journey,  you will read one miracle after another to get me in front of this keyboard to tell the tale of the miracles that kept me alive, and got me clean.