I used to feel like it was a fight to live in my body and mind every single day; I was losing myself and believed I was deeply flawed, defective, and completely unworthy of love. I tried to white-knuckle my recovery with sheer willpower, without support, and when I slipped up, it only reinforced those illusions of my unworthiness and loss of hope for the future. But I wasn't a failure or unworthy, and recovery isn’t a straight line. I found ways to actually cope with my past trauma—music, hiking, time outdoors, spiritual connection, and talking with others in recovery. I slowly rebuilt my connection with my body, learning to honor its natural signals—tiredness, sadness, anxiety— as they each have a lesson to teach me if I let them. I learned that cravings and negative feelings are things that I can handle, and that I don't have to walk this journey alone. I am so so incredibly grateful for the change to get to hear your story and walk alongside you at your pace & on your terms.