June 19, 2022 — June 19, 2023.
One year of sobriety.
A clean heart and a sober mind.
One year ago today I hit rock bottom. My rock bottom.
There was nowhere to go but up. I was ready to take a nap. A dirt nap.
My (now) wife saved my life.
It took a lot of therapists, doctors, counselors, like-minded colleagues, and volunteers for me to lead the life I now have.
I am one year clean and sober.
I had this big idea to write a long, thought-out article about today’s milestone, but all I want to do is enjoy my night with my family.
Because one year ago today, I thought I had lost them, and that they lost me.
My time will come to an end, someday; but not today.
My life and what I have seen, done, and been through, pales in comparison to anyone I know. Some things I will take to my grave.
Other things, I use as motivation and teaching moments for others.
I went from having the worst year of my life in 2022, to having the best year of my life in 2022.
I self-destructed and left a career I swore I’d die for as a funeral director. I blew money like I was young, rich, and famous. I lied to the person who meant the most to me as if there was someone else out there like her.
I also picked myself up, took my sorry behind to rehab, and faced a lifetime of trauma and addiction head-on.
I did that. You can, too.
I may have acted like a cat with nine lives, but the reality is that I was lucky to be alive; here, now, and in the future.
My name is Noah Watry, and I am one year clean and sober.
I would not be here without you, you, and you. Oh, and you, too.
This is my life, until death, and everything in between.
Life, Death, and Everything in Between. 