Early recovery can feel like walking into a quiet room where everyone else already knows each other. The silence gets loud. The loneliness creeps in.

You’ve made a decision that takes more courage than most people realize. Maybe you haven’t told anyone yet. Maybe you’ve been quietly Googling treatment options,

Let’s be honest—getting sober young can feel awkward as hell. You’re skipping parties, dodging the “just have one” comments, and quietly spiraling while your friends

Thanksgiving is supposed to be a time for gratitude—for warm food, familiar faces, and shared memories. But when someone you love is actively using, the

I used to think recovery meant giving up the parts of myself I loved most. The creative spark. The wild laughter. The way I could

There’s a moment—sometimes after a panic attack, sometimes after a long stretch of numbness—when someone looks up and realizes they can’t do this alone anymore.

For years, my art lived in the same space as my addiction. I couldn’t separate the two. If I wasn’t high, I wasn’t inspired. If

There wasn’t one big moment. It was the slow bleed of little ones. The promises that dissolved before dinner. The excuses that turned into full-blown

I thought love could fix anything. That loyalty was enough. But when your partner is actively using—and using more intensely than before—that kind of love