
What If This Thanksgiving You Chose Healing Over Hiding?
You’re the reliable one. The planner. The parent. The one who pulls off the holidays like a pro. But the night before Thanksgiving, after everyone’s gone to bed, you find

You’re the reliable one. The planner. The parent. The one who pulls off the holidays like a pro. But the night before Thanksgiving, after everyone’s gone to bed, you find

I was the guy people said had it all. The one with the promotion. The clean profile picture. The steady laugh. The perfect Instagram life. I was high‑functioning. Organized. Responsible.

You didn’t fail. You stumbled. You showed up once. Twice. Then life got loud. Work, family, stress, sleep, bills, errands — all of it got in the way. Before you

Some people imagine suicidal thoughts as dramatic moments—alarm bells, emergencies, sudden decisions. But for many of the individuals I’ve worked with as a clinician, the truth is much quieter. Suicidal

If you’re asking “Where do I even start?”—you’re not alone. The first thought of treatment for opioid addiction doesn’t usually come with confidence or clarity. It often comes with fear.

There’s a season in recovery that almost no one talks about. It doesn’t show up in day-one speeches or welcome packets. You probably didn’t hear about it at your first

There’s a kind of pain that rarely makes headlines. It doesn’t land someone in jail or on the streets. It shows up quietly—in wine poured a little too early, in

When your child is in crisis, everything starts to feel like an emergency. But not all emergencies come with flashing lights. Sometimes it’s quiet: missed classes, staying up all night,

I didn’t walk into TruHealing Cincinnati with hope in my pocket. I didn’t even come with expectations. By that point, I’d tried everything—detox, inpatient, therapy, IOP, you name it. I

There’s a fear that lives in the quiet moments before someone reaches out for help: What if I get sober and lose the very thing that makes me feel alive?

There’s a moment—maybe it happened at your doctor’s office, or quietly at home after one too many nights blurred by drinking—when a word lands in your life like a stone.

When you’ve watched your child come back from addiction—or thought they had—it’s a special kind of heartbreak to see them using again. It feels like the ground moves under you.