You might have told yourself it was just a break. You’d miss a session or two—then three—and then life moved on without IOP. Maybe you were overwhelmed. Maybe something big
Sometimes people leave treatment quietly. Maybe you just stopped going. Maybe life got messy, busy, or too heavy. Maybe you weren’t sure if it was working—or if you were worth
It’s the holidays. You’ve got the matching pajamas, the gift list, the work obligations, and maybe even the hosting duties. You also have a growing knot in your stomach that
You’ve watched them spiral. Again. Maybe they’ve promised you this would be the last time—again. Maybe they’ve told you they don’t need help, or that therapy didn’t work, or that
You had 90 days. Maybe even more. You showed up to group. You did the uncomfortable stuff—walked into rooms full of strangers, talked about things you didn’t think you ever
If you’re newly sober, you might feel like you’re in emotional freefall. Maybe everything around you is quiet for the first time in a long time—and it’s not peaceful, it’s
There is no handbook for the kind of fear that creeps in when your child is using again. Not “just experimenting,” not “just stressed”—but fully in it. You know the
When I walked into a residential treatment program in Cincinnati, I was 24, newly sober, and completely unsure if I belonged there. Everyone else seemed older, more broken, or more
When Sobriety Starts to Feel… Distant You’re still sober. You’re working. Sleeping. Doing the things you’re supposed to do. But lately, something feels off. You’re not in crisis. But you’re
You Didn’t Lose Everything—You Just Lost Your Balance It starts quietly. Maybe it was a birthday. A breakup. A long week where the weight of life got heavier than it’s
When You Know You Need Help—But Still Have Questions Sometimes the hardest part isn’t admitting you need help—it’s figuring out what kind of help feels possible. Maybe you’ve looked at
When You’re Ready—But Still Scared You’ve probably been thinking about this for a while. Maybe you’ve Googled treatment centers late at night, or whispered to yourself, “I can’t keep living
