You don’t have to hit rock bottom to want something different. Maybe you’ve been drinking more than usual. Maybe your weekends leave you feeling hollow instead of happy. Maybe you’re
There’s a version of sobriety no one talks about enough. It’s not dramatic. It’s not filled with relapse or danger. It’s quiet. Safe on the outside. Stale on the inside.
You’re scared. You’ve been watching things get worse—not better. Maybe it started with a missed class, an angry outburst, or a gut feeling that something wasn’t right. Now you’re here,
I felt like the weird one. When I quit drinking, I worried my social life would die. I thought friends would fade, invitations would stop, conversations would always circle back
I remember thinking: If I go into residential treatment, I’ll never have fun again. I’ll be sidelined from everything I used to love. I worried I’d come out with no
You may feel torn. You love them, you fear for them, and part of you wonders: how do I keep them safe when everything feels fragile? When someone you love
Some nights, it isn’t the present that hurts. It’s the past. A single sound, smell, or phrase can open a door you’ve been trying to keep closed for years. Maybe
You may not know what to say. Or where to start. Or if you’re even allowed to. If you’ve dropped out of treatment, relapsed, or ghosted your recovery plan—especially if
Loving someone in addiction often feels like trying to swim while hauling bricks. You move. Barely. Bruised. Exhausted. But you keep going—because you believe you must. Because love, to you,
Being young and sober can feel like standing outside in the rain while everyone else is partying inside. You scroll your feed and see drinks, pills, blurry nights. You hear
You didn’t plan for this. Your child is in crisis, and nothing seems to help. Maybe their behavior has become frightening—violent outbursts, reckless choices, nights where they don’t come home.
I didn’t know I was carrying trauma—I just knew I couldn’t breathe. There wasn’t one major event. Just a thousand quiet moments where my body felt tight, my mind raced,
