When I first landed in prison, my brain was completely depleted of joy. For a long time, I felt almost nothing. After years of addiction and everything I had put myself through, I genuinely wondered if I had finally taken it too far. Maybe I had permanently damaged my brain. Maybe this emptiness was just who I was going to be now. I wondered if I would ever feel real joy again. Eventually, I was moved into the ASAT dorm (Addiction and Substance Abuse Treatment dorm) at Greene