Celebrate Recovery

06/03/2026

06/03/2026

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05/30/2026

Found this on a recovery page. What a powerful, true and sad poem. I've lived it. Watching someone you care about choosing a substance over everything else. That was the beginning of my alcoholism and years of hurting and struggling myself. They became angry, abusive, mean, hurtful and vengeful while intoxicated. I still struggle to this day with the mental and emotional overwhelm. But the bad days have become less over the years. I am thankful to not be living this anymore. Addiction is so hard. I truly wish there was better resources for it. ❤️💔❤️

When Your Addiction Becomes Mine
I watched you slowly drift away,
A little more each passing day.
The sparkle in your eyes grew dim,
As drugs became your closest friend.

I begged, I cried, I tried to fight,
To pull you back into the light.
But every promise, every plea,
Was swallowed by dependency.

The nights grew long, the worry deep,
So many tears I couldn't keep.
I carried burdens, fear, and pain,
And felt myself begin to change.

At first, a drink to calm my mind,
To leave the heartbreak far behind.
A glass became a bottle's call,
And then I started to fall.

While you were lost inside your haze,
I drowned myself in alcohol's maze.
Two broken souls beneath one roof,
Each chasing pain, each living proof

That addiction wears many faces,
Leaves destruction in its traces.
Not just the one who takes the drug,
But those who love and need a hug.

I missed the person I once knew,
The one before addiction grew.
And somewhere in my sorrow's sea,
I lost a piece of who was me.

Yet even through the darkest night,
A small spark still can find the light.
Because recovery can start anew,
For me, for them, for us, for you.

The road is hard, the scars remain,
But hope can rise above the pain.
And though addiction stole so much,
It cannot take away love's touch.

05/26/2026

I can’t say that I always understood why some things work out and some things don’t, I just try to remember that life happens the way it’s meant to.
Why some relationships make it and others don’t..and no amount of hoping or fighting can change what’s destined to be.
What I do know that out of some of my life’s greatest pain has arisen some of my best triumphs.
The lessons I learned through struggle are the things that have stuck with me and while it was tough, I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I think back to all the times wanting something to work out the way I wanted only to have it fall apart in front of my face.
It was devastating at the time, but later, I was rewarded with something much better.
It’s hard to be patient, to try to have vision and see the bigger picture when you want something so badly that it’s all you can think of.
It’s mysterious and wonderfully amazing how life works if you truly step back and embrace the knowledge that what’s meant to be will always find a way..
And to always see the opportunities in closed doors, no matter how much it hurts.
I’ve had to fall to be able to rise again.
I had to lose people to find better ones.
I had to see the open doors that closed paths forced me to see.
I may not have always gotten what I’ve wanted, but I’ve always gotten what I’ve needed.
It’s hard to open your eyes to the truth when you’re hurting and try to understand the why of something, but it’s always there,
Waiting to be understood.
I’ll never quite know why some things change while others stay the same, but I’ve realized that I don’t have to know everything to be happy..
I just have to know that no matter what happens and why, I’ll always find my way through to a better place.
In the end, I choose to be happy for the pain that taught me, the lessons that showed me and the love that blessed me..
Cause in the end, they’re all part of this beautiful circle of life..
Always remembering that in every end, there is a new beginning..we just have to look for it.
I, for one, wouldn’t change a thing about it..
Except maybe for chocolate.
I could always have more of that.
Life, love and chocolate..
Doesn’t get much better than that.
|ravenwolf

05/19/2026

Good morning everyone;) Recovery has a way of sharpening your eyes… and breaking your heart at the same time. In the beginning, everything feels loud. Everyone sounds confident. Everyone seems healed. Everyone knows the “right” words to say. And sometimes it becomes almost impossible to tell what’s real and what’s just well-packaged performance. You start noticing that not all smiles mean peace. Not all sobriety means surrender. Not all motivation means transformation. Some people are chasing applause. Some are chasing distractions. Some are chasing a feeling. But real recovery? Real recovery is quiet. It’s messy. It’s uncomfortable. It’s lonely. It’s waking up and choosing honesty when lying would be easier. It’s admitting you’re not okay instead of pretending you are. It’s doing the work when nobody is watching. In a world where filters exist for everything — even healing — learning to discern what’s genuine can feel exhausting. But here’s the truth: you don’t need to figure everyone else out to stay on your path. Focus on your feet. Focus on your next right step. Focus on becoming someone who doesn’t just talk about change… but lives it. Let others perform if they want. Let others pretend if they choose. You keep showing up. You keep telling the truth. You keep doing the uncomfortable work. Because real recovery doesn’t need to be loud. It doesn’t need to be flashy. It doesn’t need to convince anyone. Real recovery speaks for itself. I love you all so much. You already know…CLEAN & SOBER THAT’S WHAT’S UP!

Thank you for sharing this Ruth W.💜

05/06/2026

Yes!

God uses every part of our story for His glory!
Tell your story, beloved!

05/03/2026

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