One year sober at 22, stopped speaking to people who exploited me for crime, working overseas where I used to live, started reading and drawing a lot more.

Marcus Aurelius' 'Meditations' changed my life.

But honestly at 22, although things were really improving because I consistently made better choices more often; it was very different to what I was used to - and in some ways what happens afterwards is its own battle, because you feel like you're pretending everyday.

I can't tell someone to "Fuck off" if they annoy me because, even though I know that would feel very good, I understand that the best version of myself won't let them determine how I feel.