I walked into your rehab 9 years ago in Aug. I was a waste of man. My partner had died, I'd lost my job, my house and my dignity. I turned to drink for some sort of solace but it didn't help. I ended up in the Salvation army and was given the opportunity to go to rehab. The scariest thing I've ever done but also ultimately the best. It was a hard slog looking at myself and not liking what I saw but I stuck it out and with the help of my councillor, without whom I would have quit to be honest, I made it through. The support and love I received was non conditional from all. I just wanted to give you an update.