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Perspective shaped by action and heart. This is where I share what I’ve seen, what I’ve learned, and what I still believe is possible.
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I've been blessed to spend most of my recovery journey working in the recovery field. Walking alongside people and their families during some of the most difficult moments of their lives. I've had the privilege of meeting people on what feels like their worst day, and then watching some of them go on to rebuild beautiful, meaningful lives. It is a powerful reminder of both the fragility and resilience of the human spirit. Working in this space teaches you a difficult but nece
Jun 2


A Thousand OKs: The Simple Power of Willingness in Recovery
If you're new to recovery, there's truly only one piece of advice I can give you: keep saying "OK." When I first embarked on this journey, I held onto the belief that my recovery needed to look a certain way. I thought if things didn't unfold according to my expectations, I would be lost. However, with reflection and time, I've come to realize that recovery is nothing more complicated than a thousand instances of simply saying "OK." I entered this path feeling desperate and b
Apr 27


The "Gas Station" Story
We all have that gas station that we go to because it's ours, convenient, and personal for whatever reason. For six months, as I went to mine as part of my daily routine, I came into contact with a man I’ll call “Joe” sitting outside the store. Joe was unhoused and struggling. Each day, he would ask me for money. I didn’t feel comfortable giving it to him, but I always made conversation, checked on him, tried to learn more about his journey, and offered to take him inside for
Mar 2


How I Was Introduced To My G.O.D.
I began my journey in recovery on life support in a hospital. I woke up to nurses trying to calm me down because I still thought I was fighting for my life. Just one day prior, 3 men I knew from the streets during my homelessness had done their best to murder me and succeeded. I had no idea, but a person I had known over the years witnessed it all and called the emergency services to come and revive me twice. Upon reflection, my first G.O.D. shot. As the nurses continued thei
Feb 11
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