Even when you’re doing the “right” things—showing up to group, staying sober, trying to take care of yourself—it can feel like you’re moving through molasses. Like everyone else got the...
Even when you’re trying to stay strong, loving someone in a mental health program can feel like standing on shifting ground. You want to help—but sometimes, you don’t know what’s...
Even if you’re proud of being sober, it can still feel like you’re the only one. Parties, group chats, awkward dates—so much of your twenties seems to revolve around drinking,...
Even if no one said it out loud, you might be carrying shame. Not just for stepping back from therapy, but for the silence that followed. The unread messages. The...
Even in a room full of people, early recovery can feel like a private ache. You show up. You do what you’re told. But inside, there’s this low hum of...
You’re not broken—you’re scared. Scared of what a diagnosis might mean. Scared to take medication. Scared that this new version of your life will flatten you, sedate you, or strip...
Maybe you just stopped going one day. Maybe you planned to return but never did. Ghosting your IOP program might not have been the plan, but now you’re stuck with...
You may have stepped away from treatment—mid-program, mid-week, or maybe mid-text response. Now, there’s this quiet itch. A wondering if it’s too late. If you’re allowed to try again. If...
You’re not broken. But you might be in a flat spot. Sometimes, after the hardest parts are over, a strange stillness creeps in. You’re not in crisis. You’re not overwhelmed....
When everything feels new and uncertain, choosing the right care can feel like its own diagnosis. Maybe your therapist or provider recently suggested a PHP. Maybe you’re still figuring out...
