I took an unexpected trip down memory lane today. I was a meth user for 10 years. The things I experienced and considered "everyday", are crazy compared to my life now. Knowing I had to make a certain dollar amount, to support my habit for the day. Which usually included a man,

who couldn't manage to keep a job. Working extra jobs to help pick up the slack. The times of not having anywhere to stay, because I bought drugs instead of paying rent. The people I surrounded myself with, who often lied, cheated and stole from me. Next month is my 15 year

anniversary, when I first recognized I had a problem. Of all the things I've seen, said, and done, I regret nothing. It made me the person I am. Even at the worst, I was able to laugh, and think, it's gonna get better! And, it did!