In 1984 I checked in to a local mental hospital to begin drug treatment. I signed up for three weeks of hell. I am recovering from heroin addiction. They had us go to three Narcotics Anonymous meetings held in the hospital a week. In those meetings, I felt like I had found a home. I got out of the hospital, and not long after I began to relapse, I'd still go to N.A. meetings and they would welcome me back and tell me "Keep Coming Back". I continued relapsing for two years, and in 1986 I put the dope down and made a commitment to stay sober. Was it easy? "Oh, Hell No" Was it worth it? YES! I picked up my 31 year medallion this September 2019. I have a wonderful family and some great SOBER friends. Life on life's terms still sucks at times but with God and Narcotics Anonymous I can make it "Just For Today".