Two years ago I submitted a prayer request on this site asking for help with my addiction. Today I am celebrating two years of sobriety, and I want the world to know that prayers are answered. My addiction started innocently enough — a prescription for pain medication after a back surgery that slowly consumed my entire life. Within a year I had lost my job, my apartment, and the trust of everyone who loved me. I was living in my car, spending every dollar I could find on pills, and contemplating ending it all. The night I hit rock bottom, I found this website. Through tears I could barely see through, I typed out a desperate prayer request. I did not expect anything to happen. But within days, a stranger from this community reached out. Then another. They helped me find a treatment center. They prayed for me daily. They called to check on me when I wanted to give up. Recovery has been the hardest thing I have ever done. There have been days I wanted to quit, moments I almost relapsed, nights I cried myself to sleep. But I kept going, buoyed by the prayers of people I had never met. Today I have a small apartment, a steady job, and I am slowly rebuilding relationships with my family. I am not where I want to be, but I am so far from where I was. This prayer is my thank you — to God, to this community, and to everyone who believed I was worth saving when I did not believe it myself.