I am so sorry, I have neglected you all. I lost track of how many days clean I have, but I haven’t used since 8-5-18 I have completely stopped having terrible mood swings. Omg, I was such a goddamned bitch when I was abusing cocaine. I’d snap in a second, for no reason. I can breathe again. My nose still runs quite a bit, but not nearly as bad and I don’t get blocked up anymore. I used to wake up with crusted nostrils and I’d blow my nose until awful stuff cane out if it. Sorry, I know it’s gross, but it is true. My career is just amazing and getting better everyday. The career I never could have had if I hadn’t quit drugs. I got married last month. We had a small wedding in our newly purchased home and only invited family and a few friends. My husband is the most amazing man. I hope this all doesn’t sound brag-like. I don’t mean it that way. My life is far from perfect. I gained about 20 pounds, and it’s been an I’m en struggle for me. The very reason I started abusing drugs was because of my extreme body dysmorphia, my eating disorders, and my fear of obesity. I look normal to others, but I see nothing but fat in the mirror. I’m working on it. The point, though, is that I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I did cocaine from the moment I woke until the moment I slept every single day for at least 15 years. I lied, stole, and did unspeakable things to support my habit and appear as functional as possible. But my life flipped when I quit. I only wish the same joy to all of you that continue to struggle. I thought I was hopeless, but I was wrong. It gets better, I promise.