Kind of easy for me, because it's so scary, gross, dirty, and no one fucks with it-you don't go for a pizza and someone puts heroin in front of you.

So many cringes in the heroin binges, I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes of my imagination.

When I went to rehab, somebody said to me: 'You're so lucky - normally most people that come here have lost everything and they have to rebuild.' I hadn't really lost anything. I just lost a little bit of respect from my mates.

I've been clean for ages, I'm at the gym all the time, everyone feels good.

You know I love pot, and I love beer, but I am totally sober, just because it completely stopped working for me.

When people go to rehab and come out, they go through a difficult period, a lot of people. I never had that. I was so glad to be rid of all that crap that for me, to learn again and to function as a human being and learn how to participate in the human race again was just pure joy.