My name is Amy and today by the grace of God I have 8 years in longer term recovery from opiates. Oddly enough, I had enough nerve to grow up thinking I could change the world, until the world changed me. At the age of 27 and In a matter of 18 months, I systematically began to...

I Didn't Think I'd Live To See 30. At 35, I Have 8 Years In Recovery. When I was drinking and using in my twenties, I said I’d die at 27, like Jim Morrison and Kurt Cobain. Unlike them, I had no musical or artistic legacy to leave behind. Just a nasty series of addictions that...

Hi, I’m Jenn and I’m an alcoholic/addict. I’m 33 years old. I had my first drink when I was 13, with my youth group. I remember everything felt good. Warm tingles spread through my body and my mind stopped racing- that was the best part. The stillness. The escape from pressure....

It has been 3 years and 5 months (1269 days) since my son Erik died of an accidental heroin overdose. He was 29 years old and an extremely gifted and creative guy whose keen wit and empathetic heart is missed greatly every day. He came into this world via emergency C-section due...

Hello! My name is David Awadalla, and I am a convicted felon, a former inmate, a Masters student at the University of Michigan, and most importantly, a person in long-term recovery. The first time I was prescribed an opioid, I was 16 and had recently had my wisdom teeth removed....

Hi my name is Mandy and I'm a recovering alcoholic and addict. My anniversary date is September 30th 2010. That was the day that my life started to change and wonderful things started to happen. I'm grateful to be alive and to have this life to live today. The last few years I...

Hello world! Wow! Eternally grateful to even have the ability to tell all of you my story!! The last two decades of my life have been nothing short of a mess and a struggle that almost took my life. I am here today to tell you since January 23, 2015, I haven't found it necessary...

I had always felt as if something were missing, my earliest memories consist of a desperate longing for something, someone or someplace that was just not there. This void could never be filled, it always became hungrier and hungrier the more I tried to feed it with external...

Dylan Bradley Pearson, 18 and my only child was using heroin. By the time I found out, heroin had already gotten its grip on him. It was the beginning of my worst nightmare. Over the next year, he had gained 2 felony charges due to his heroin addiction. He was in 3 different...