Replace What Destroys You

The needle found his vein for the last time in 2002. Russell Brand collapsed in his London flat, body convulsing, spirit broken. Twenty-seven years old and already a ghost haunting his own life. Heroin had become his master, his god, his destroyer.

He'd tried willpower countless times before. Made promises to change that crumbled like autumn leaves. But this overdose was different. Different in what it demanded of him afterward.

"The first thing you have to do as a drug addict is accept you can never use," Brand would later reflect. But acceptance was only the beginning. The real work lay in what came next. He didn't simply quit heroin. He couldn’t. He knew he had to replace it.

Where destructive chemicals once lived, he planted meditation. Where chaos once reigned, he cultivated structure through AA meetings. Where isolation had festered, he built community with fellow travelers on the recovery path. Where despair had taken root, he nurtured purpose through helping others.