It’s been a year – one year without bezodiazapines; over two without opioids. You have come so incredibly far in your walk with sobriety. Words can’t express just how unbelievably proud I am – of you, your progress, your growth. As much as I fought yet another label being slapped on you, it has been the one label that’s worked FOR you and not against you. You’re receiving a full continuum of care. You’re learning how to process and handle all that life throws at you – without growing numb via medication (prescribed or recreational). You are uncovering the YOU you can be proud of; are amazed by; are meant to be. I know the battle causes you to be weary, but I am here to pick you up and walk with you; I am your support. I love you, to the moon and back.