Twenty Percent

Twenty Percent Contact information, map and directions, contact form, opening hours, services, ratings, photos, videos and announcements from Twenty Percent, Addiction Resources Center, Kansas City, MO.

Born out of one man's journey from addiction to purpose, Twenty Percent stands with the 20% of people who stay sober long-term- and fights for the 80% still in the struggle.

Keep Going. ❤️There’s something powerful about a small coin.Not because of what it’s made of… but because of what it rep...
04/22/2026

Keep Going. ❤️

There’s something powerful about a small coin.

Not because of what it’s made of… but because of what it represents.

Three months of choosing a different path.Three months of showing up on the hard days.Three months of quiet wins that nobody else sees.

At Twenty Percent, we celebrate those moments — the ones that don’t always get a spotlight but deserve one.

So if you’ve earned your 3-month coin from AA… we see you. We’re proud of you. And we want to celebrate with you.

Send us a photo of you and your coin, and we’ll ship you one of our “Keep Going.” hats — on us.

No catch. Just respect.

Because this journey isn’t easy. But you’re doing it. One day at a time.

And if you’re reading this and thinking about getting sober… this is your sign. Your Day 1 matters just as much as someone else’s Day 90.

Keep going. Always. 💛

There was a version of me that lied… even when the truth would’ve been easier.Not always big, dramatic lies.Sometimes it...
04/21/2026

There was a version of me that lied… even when the truth would’ve been easier.

Not always big, dramatic lies.
Sometimes it was the quiet kind. The “I’m good” when I wasn’t. The half-truths. The things I left out. The stories I bent just enough so I didn’t have to face what was really going on.

Addiction taught me how to survive… but it also taught me how to hide.

And the hardest part?
After a while, I wasn’t just lying to other people. I was lying to myself.

I convinced myself I had it under control.
I convinced myself it wasn’t that bad.
I convinced myself I didn’t need help.

Getting sober meant learning how to tell the truth again.
Not just out loud… but internally. Brutally. Honestly.

And that’s not easy.
Because truth comes with responsibility.
Truth comes with accountability.
Truth forces you to look at things you’ve spent years avoiding.

But it also brings something addiction never could… freedom.

Today, I don’t have to keep track of stories.
I don’t have to carry the weight of pretending.
I don’t have to be two different people.

I just get to be me.

If you’re in that place right now where you’re hiding, covering, or convincing yourself things are okay when they’re not… I see you. I was you.

And when you’re ready to tell the truth — even just a little bit — it can change everything.

If you need someone to talk to, my inbox is always open. ❤️

There’s a moment most people don’t talk about.Not rock bottom.Not rehab.Not sobriety anniversaries.Just that quiet, unco...
04/20/2026

There’s a moment most people don’t talk about.

Not rock bottom.
Not rehab.
Not sobriety anniversaries.

Just that quiet, uncomfortable realization:
“I think I might need help.”

If that’s where you are right now… I see you. I was you.

And I know how loud your brain can get:

* “It’s not that bad.”
* “I can fix this on my own.”
* “What will people think?”
* “I’ll deal with it later.”

But here’s the truth I learned the hard way…
Doing nothing is still a decision. And it usually makes things worse.

Asking for help for the FIRST time is terrifying. It feels like stepping into the unknown with no map. But it’s also the first real step toward getting your life back.

If you’re there right now, here are a few simple ways to start:

• Tell one honest person
Not your whole story. Not everything. Just one sentence:
“I’m struggling.”
That cracks the door open.

• Talk to your doctor
You don’t have to have it all figured out. Just be honest. They’ve heard it before, and they can point you in the right direction.

• Try a meeting
AA, NA, SMART Recovery… you don’t have to commit forever. Just sit in one room and listen. No pressure to speak.

• Remove one trigger today
Not forever. Just today. Whether it’s alcohol in the house or a situation you know leads you backwards… create a little space.

• Give yourself a 24-hour goal
You don’t need to solve your whole life. Just focus on getting through today without using. That’s it.

• Reach out privately
If you don’t know where to start, message me. No judgment. No lectures. Just someone who understands.

You don’t have to hit some dramatic low point to deserve help.
You don’t have to lose everything first.
You don’t have to keep doing this alone.

The first step isn’t big and loud.
It’s small. Quiet. Honest.

And it can start right now. ❤️

There are moments in life when everything feels heavy… when the light seems far away and the silence gets loud.If that’s...
04/20/2026

There are moments in life when everything feels heavy… when the light seems far away and the silence gets loud.

If that’s where you are right now, I want you to hear this clearly:

You matter. More than you probably realize.
Not just to the people who love you… but to this world as a whole.

Your story isn’t finished.
Your impact isn’t over.
There are still people you haven’t met who are going to be better because you’re here.

I know what it’s like to sit in that dark place and convince yourself that nothing will change. I lived there longer than I care to admit. But feelings aren’t facts. And the truth is… things can change. You can change. Life can surprise you in ways you never saw coming.

So if today feels like a fight, just focus on getting through today.
Not forever. Not next year. Just today.

And if you need someone to talk to… my inbox is always open. No judgment. No expectations. Just a conversation.

Stay here.
Stay fighting.
The world is better with you in it. 💙

There’s a quiet kind of exhaustion that doesn’t show up in photos.It lives behind the brave smiles of the people who wal...
04/19/2026

There’s a quiet kind of exhaustion that doesn’t show up in photos.

It lives behind the brave smiles of the people who walk into shelters every day… knowing they’ll give everything they have, and still wish they could do more.

Compassion fatigue is real.
And if you’re in animal welfare, you’ve probably felt it.

The weight.
The heartbreak.
The constant pull between hope and reality.

On my Twenty Percent page, we talk a lot about fighting battles that most people never see. This is one of them.

So I want to do something about it.

If you are a shelter worker, volunteer, foster, vet staff, or anyone in the animal welfare world who is struggling mentally or emotionally… I want to help.

I will privately pay for therapy sessions for an individual. ❤️

No spotlight.
No strings.
No judgment.

Just real support for people who spend their lives giving it to others.

If that’s you, or someone you know, please message me directly. Everything will stay confidential.

You spend your life saving them.
You deserve someone in your corner too. 🐾

I hear it almost every day…“I know I need to stop… I just don’t know how.”Or worse… “I know I need help, but I’m not rea...
04/19/2026

I hear it almost every day…

“I know I need to stop… I just don’t know how.”Or worse… “I know I need help, but I’m not ready.”

And I get it. I really do. Because that was me for a long time.

I lived in that space where you know something is wrong, but you’re not willing to do anything about it yet. Not because you don’t care… but because the idea of change feels heavier than the pain you’re already carrying.

Alcohol had a grip on me that I couldn’t explain to people who hadn’t lived it. I told myself I had it under control. I told myself I could stop whenever I wanted. I told myself a lot of things just to avoid the truth.

The truth was… I was powerless over it.

And oddly enough, admitting that wasn’t the end of me… it was the beginning.

The moment I stopped fighting that reality… everything started to change. Not overnight. Not perfectly. But for the first time, I wasn’t doing it alone anymore.

So if you’re reading this and you’re stuck in that place…Knowing you need help but not ready to take the step…

Just know this:You’re not broken.You’re not weak.You’re not alone.

But staying where you are will keep you exactly where you are.

When you’re ready… even just a little ready… reach out. Talk to someone. Take one small step. That’s all it takes to start rewriting your story.

And if you don’t have anyone to talk to yet…Message me.

I mean that. ❤️

Some chapters don’t close quietly… they end with a spark.There was a version of me that I had to outgrow. Not because it...
04/18/2026

Some chapters don’t close quietly… they end with a spark.

There was a version of me that I had to outgrow. Not because it was easy. Not because I had it all figured out. But because staying the same was costing me everything.

Walking away felt like stepping into the unknown with nothing but hope and a shaky kind of courage. It didn’t look brave at the time. It looked messy. It looked uncomfortable. It looked like starting over from scratch.

But here’s the part no one tells you…

That moment you thought broke you open?
That decision you questioned a hundred times?
That leap that made no sense to anyone else?

That’s the turning point.

That’s the beginning of the life you were actually meant to live.

If you’re in that space right now… where everything feels uncertain and the old life is still whispering your name… keep going. You’re not lost. You’re in transition.

And one day, you won’t look back with regret.
You’ll look back with gratitude.

This page is for the ones rebuilding.
The ones choosing different.
The ones who refused to stay stuck.

If that’s you… you’re not alone. 🤍

Today is National Semicolon Day ;A small mark… that carries a powerful meaning.It represents a pause, not an end.A momen...
04/17/2026

Today is National Semicolon Day ;

A small mark… that carries a powerful meaning.

It represents a pause, not an end.
A moment where the story could have stopped… but didn’t.

Today, we’re thinking about the people who are:
• quietly struggling
• fighting thoughts they don’t talk about
• grieving someone they lost
• feeling like they have no one
• afraid to speak up
• or still here after surviving something they never thought they would

Your story is not over.

Even on the days when it feels heavy… when your mind won’t slow down… when hope feels distant… there is still more ahead of you.

Sometimes the strongest thing a person can do is simply keep going.

If you’re in a hard place right now, you’re not alone. Not even close. There are more people who understand than you realize.

And if you’ve made it through something you thought would break you… I hope you take a moment today to recognize your strength. That matters.

Your story matters.

Keep writing it.

If you ever need someone to talk to, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me. You don’t have to go through it alone.

Do you have anxiety? 🥃 Alcohol-induced anxiety is real… and it doesn’t get talked about nearly enough.For me, it wasn’t...
04/15/2026

Do you have anxiety? 🥃

 Alcohol-induced anxiety is real… and it doesn’t get talked about nearly enough.

For me, it wasn’t always during the drinking.
Sometimes it showed up the next morning…
or in the middle of the night when everything went quiet and my thoughts got loud.

That racing heart.
That pit in your stomach.
That overwhelming feeling that something is wrong… even when nothing is.

I used to think it was just stress.
Or that something was wrong with me.

But the truth?
Alcohol was pouring gasoline on my anxiety and then leaving me to deal with the fire.

What felt like “relaxing” in the moment was actually borrowing peace from tomorrow… with interest.

And the bill always came due.

If you’ve ever felt that wave of anxiety after drinking…
If your mind has ever spiraled with regret, fear, or restlessness the next day…
You’re not alone. Not even close.

There is a different way to live.
A calmer way. A clearer way. A way where your mind isn’t constantly fighting to find peace.

For me, that started when I finally put the alcohol down.

This page exists for that reason… for the ones who are in it, coming out of it, or thinking about a different life.

If this resonates with you, I want you to know something:

You’re not broken.
You’re not weak.
You’re responding exactly how your mind and body are wired to respond.

And you don’t have to go through it alone.

If you ever need someone to talk to, my inbox is always open. 🤍

Some days, the heart says more in one word than it ever could in a whole paragraph.So today, I want to ask you something...
04/14/2026

Some days, the heart says more in one word than it ever could in a whole paragraph.

So today, I want to ask you something simple:
In one word, how does your heart feel today?

No explanation.
No backstory.
Just one word.

Drop your one word in the comments. 💙

Sometimes the smallest check-in says the most.

Depression is real.Anxiety is real.Su***de is real.PTSD is real.Bipolar disorder is real.Panic disorder is real.Eating d...
04/13/2026

Depression is real.
Anxiety is real.
Su***de is real.
PTSD is real.
Bipolar disorder is real.
Panic disorder is real.
Eating disorders are real.
Mental illness is real.

And I’ve learned… so many people are fighting these battles quietly.

On this page, I talk a lot about recovery, about hope, about making it to the other side. But the truth is—there are still so many people right in the middle of it. Waking up every day feeling heavy. Exhausted. Overwhelmed. And still choosing to keep going.

Some of them are the same people you see smiling. Laughing. Showing up.

You would never know what’s going on inside.

I’ve come to understand that these struggles are so much deeper than what most people see on the surface.

Depression isn’t just sadness.
Anxiety isn’t just worry.
PTSD isn’t just remembering—it’s reliving.
Bipolar disorder isn’t just mood swings—it’s emotional extremes that can feel impossible to control.
Panic disorder isn’t just fear—it’s waves that hit out of nowhere and take over.
Eating disorders aren’t just about food—they’re about control, identity, and self-worth.

And mental illness?
It’s not weakness.
It’s not attention-seeking.
And it’s not something people can just “snap out of.”

It’s real life. It’s real pain. And it’s real people trying their best to navigate it.

That’s why I believe kindness matters more than ever.
That’s why checking in matters.
That’s why just being there—without judgment—matters.

Send the text.
Make the call.
Sit with someone.
Let them know they’re not alone.

Because sometimes the people who seem the strongest…
are the ones fighting the hardest battles.

From me, and from everything this Twenty Percent page stands for—please don’t forget to check on your people. Not just when it’s easy. Not just when they ask for help. But especially when they don’t say a word.

You never know what someone is carrying.

And if you’re reading this and you’re struggling…
you don’t have to do it alone.

My inbox is always open.

The Story Behind This Sunset 🌅When I made the best decision of my life and checked into Valley Hope in Atchison, I kept ...
04/12/2026

The Story Behind This Sunset 🌅

When I made the best decision of my life and checked into Valley Hope in Atchison, I kept hearing people talk about “the hill”… and the sunsets you had to see.

Those first few days, I wasn’t myself. My mind was foggy. Sleep didn’t come easy. I stayed close to my room, just trying to get through each hour.

But on day four, something shifted.

I finally felt a little clarity… just enough to take that walk.

So I went up the hill. I sat down. And I waited.

In my addiction, a sunset wouldn’t have meant anything to me. I wouldn’t have noticed it… wouldn’t have cared. But that day was different.

As the sun started to fall, everything inside me started to slow down.

For the first time in a long time, my mind wasn’t racing. The noise quieted. The weight I had been carrying… it felt like it lifted, even if just for a moment.

I could breathe again.

It didn’t last long. Sunsets never do. But in those few minutes, I knew something deep in my soul:

My life was changing.

Not someday. Not eventually.
Right then. Right there.

That sunset wasn’t just a view.

It was a turning point.
A release.
A moment I’ll carry with me for the rest of my life.

I will never forget my first sunset at Valley Hope of Atchison. 🌅

Address

Kansas City, MO

Website

Alerts

Be the first to know and let us send you an email when Twenty Percent posts news and promotions. Your email address will not be used for any other purpose, and you can unsubscribe at any time.

Contact The Practice

Send a message to Twenty Percent:

Shortcuts

Share

Category