I am Brett. I’m a college-educated guy who was once a hubby of twenty-six years with two kids, three businesses, and a large home with a genuine white picket fence. I’m also a medication addict. And I’ve a tale to tell.

My story has everything: sex, loss of life, discomfort, atheism, God, prison, relationship, divorce, heresy, homosexuality, physics, traffic fatalities, computer science, video games, cinnamon toothpicks, Barry Manilow, 9 Inch Nails, pornography, breasts, used tampons, strippers, venereal disease, abortion, prostitutes, Helps, racism, suicide, infidelity, public nudity, anti-Semitism, weed, alcoholic beverages, pawn shops, drug dealers, needles, acid, ecstasy, split, heroin, pain supplements, withdrawal, interventions, rehabs, product tampering, road trend, vandalism, elderly abuse, grave desecration, arson, identity theft, burglary, armed robbery, and murder.

But moreover, it’s about the despair of cravings as well as the absolute certainty that it can be overcome. Recovery isn’t just abstinence, but an activity of growing up. I spent my life

searching for the key to long-term sobriety.

I’d like to share with you what I have learned.