Five years ago, on January 2nd, 2013 I picked myself up from a four-day bender and started over again. It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I'd quit drinking in October 2012 and started again mid-December, and by the time 2013 rolled around it felt hopeless.
I wanted to write about that moment in time five years ago, that moment of feeling as if it was impossible to carry on, and about carrying on when we feel as if can't. Only it didn't translate very well on paper so I made a video (there's also an MP3 version here below you can download on Dropbox).
I love you. Carry the fuck on.
(Also: the link to the vid is here.)