Today marks three-quarters of a decade — 7.5 years — since I last had a drink. A reality that happens day by day, but, nonetheless, one that I never could have imagined ever being ~my~ reality.pic.twitter.com/CWTZSaPdDQ
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And now, I’m back in DC. Back to the gym, back to doing all those things I’ve learned to do in sobriety to keep me sober — but also, honestly, to help me to be a better, healthier, kinder person.pic.twitter.com/j4P2NhYvx8
For the longest time, I ignored those things — or I did the opposite. But now, I usually at least try to do the next right thing. And if I can’t, I try again the next day.
And now, I’ll be back at work in the morning, doing a job that I love, covering issues that I think are vitally important, and working with some of the best in the business — at BuzzFeed News and in the Supreme Court press corps.
It’s not been the simplest year: tons of work, moving, friendship issues, getting sick and spending a few days in the hospital, turning 40, and dealing with mental health issues. But, I did it all sober — and made it to today.
For that, I’m grateful.
I talk about my sobriety on occasion because people shouldn’t be afraid to talk about addiction — and recovery — and because, to the extent some people think I’ve got a pretty good life going, I want them to know where it came from.
I went through bottles and bottles, was drunk many nights a week, ruined friendships, got kicked out of places, worried family and friends, embarrassed myself, and did shitty things to people who didn’t deserve it.
I ended up at the ER one night here in DC after falling over myself on the way to the metro. I got in a car on Connecticut Avenue that was NOT a cab another night. ... I was, simply put, a mess.
Eventually, after far too many experiences that might have led another person to reassess their drinking, I reached my point when I ran out of excuses for why I was drinking the way I was drinking.
I reached out. I got help. I got sober, and I’ve worked every day since to stay grateful for whatever it was that morning of Jun. 27, 2010, that led me to say, “Enough is enough.”
If you are at that point — or even just are uncomfortable with your drinking or other drug use — reach out to people: doctors, therapists, sober friends, 12-step programs, other support systems, whoever you’re open to being honest with. It could change, or even save, your life.
In any event, 2,741 days later, I’m grateful for my sobriety, my family and friends, and for all of you folks — who read and share and talk with me about the strange variety of things, including my life, that I write about on here. Y’all are great. 
As a dear friend just reminded me, I am a sap. As such I am completely overwhelmed with the moving responses tonight. You all truly are amazing. Seek help if you need it, and, if you don’t, support your friends who might!
For now, though [and with that grammatically improved tweet put in place], I am off to bed. ... Night, all, and let us be good to one another — and ourselves. 

Did you win the money tonight?:)
Alas, no! Was busy and didn’t even play.
I played for the first time last night. Seems like a fun game
Hell yeah, that's awesome. Those promises just keep happening don't they??
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