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Unsafe Love Built the Addiction, Not the Drink đŸ’„đŸ’”đŸ„ƒâ€ą You never had a drinking problem
 you had a conditional love problem...
11/25/2025

Unsafe Love Built the Addiction, Not the Drink đŸ’„đŸ’”đŸ„ƒ

‱ You never had a drinking problem
 you had a conditional love problem.

‱ You learned early that love came with rules:
Be easy. Be fun. Be quiet. Be useful. Don’t need too much. Don’t feel too loud.

‱ So you found the one thing that didn’t flinch when you showed up messy — alcohol.

‱ Jack never asked you to be better.
Jack never shamed your feelings.
Jack never weaponized your vulnerability.
Jack just whispered, “Come here
 I got you.”

‱ And that felt safer than people who only “loved” you when you were who they wanted.

‱ So yeah — when hugs come with hidden contracts, your nervous system says, “I’d rather drink.”

‱ You weren’t choosing alcohol over love.
You were choosing predictable comfort over confusing pain.

‱ You weren’t addicted to booze — you were addicted to relief from feeling unchosen, unseen, and “too much.”

‱ Of course you bonded with the bottle:
No eye rolls.
No sighs.
No “get over it.”
No performance review just to be held.

‱ But alcohol isn’t love — it’s anesthesia with great marketing.
It doesn’t hug you
 it just mutes the ache of never being held for real.

‱ That ache underneath? That “I’d rather hug Jack than you” feeling?
Not proof you’re broken.
Proof you know when love feels unsafe.

‱ Read that again: Your refusal of conditional love isn’t dysfunction — it’s wisdom.

‱ The real work isn’t “How do I stop wanting Jack Daniels?”
It’s: “How do I become someone whose own love feels safer than any bottle?”

‱ Because once your arms feel like home
 once your nervous system trusts YOU

Jack stops feeling like a hug and starts looking like a hostage situation.

‱ Beyond Sober isn’t “I’ll never drink again.”
is:
“I’ll never abandon myself for conditional love again.”

‱ You don’t need more willpower around alcohol — you need honesty about the love you’ve been settling for.

‱ You weren’t choosing alcohol over your family — you were choosing pain you could control over pain disguised as love.

‱ That doesn’t make you a monster.
It makes you human
 tired
 and done begging to be held.

‱ The evolution:
– You start giving yourself the hug you begged everyone else for.
– You listen to the parts Jack used to silence.
– You set boundaries with people whose “love” feels like walking on glass.

‱ And slowly
 the bottle stops being your safe place because you become it.

‱ Final question:
If love had been safe and unconditional from the start

would alcohol have ever had this much power?

Sit with that.
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

PS: You never loved the bottle.
You loved the way it felt like a hug you never truly got.

đŸ”„ WHEN THE SYSTEM FAILS A CHILD FIRST
 WHO’S REALLY THE CRIMINAL? đŸ”„đŸ’„ Most people won’t read this
 because deep down, the...
11/20/2025

đŸ”„ WHEN THE SYSTEM FAILS A CHILD FIRST
 WHO’S REALLY THE CRIMINAL? đŸ”„

đŸ’„ Most people won’t read this
 because deep down, they know it’s true.

There was once a little boy.
Quiet. Soft-spoken.
The kind of kid who should’ve been chasing fireflies —
not surviving the kind of darkness that steals childhood in a single night. 💔

He was abused.
And like too many kids
 no one believed him.
No one protected him.
And when he finally grew up enough to ask for real help, the system told him:
“Sorry
 you can’t afford healing.” 💾

Imagine that —
a child left bleeding on the inside, and the world says his pain is too expensive.

So he spiraled.
Drugs to numb it.
Isolation to hide it.
Rage to survive it.
PTSD wrapped around his life like barbed wire. ⚡

One night, he’s scrolling the national registry — yes, that registry —
seeing faces, names, addresses

men who hurt kids just like him.

And something inside him didn’t break

it rose up. đŸ”„

He became a vigilante.
Breaking into predators’ homes.
Stopping them the only way he believed anyone ever should’ve stopped his abuser.

I’m not glorifying it.
I’m saying the truth out loud:
This is what happens when a child’s scream for help gets stamped “DENIED.”

Eventually he was caught.
Sentenced to 28 years.
Almost three decades for going after the monsters the system let walk free. ⛓

In court, his lawyer said what nobody wanted to hear:

“If he had gotten the trauma care he begged for as a young adult,
we wouldn’t be here today.
You failed him long before he failed the law.” đŸ—Łïž

And here’s the part people choke on


He wasn’t a cold-blooded killer.
He was a wounded boy inside a grown man’s body, still fighting ghosts that wouldn’t let go. đŸ‘€đŸ‘„

Now he’s asking for his sentence to be reduced due to PTSD —
a diagnosis he carried long before he ever carried handcuffs.

So let me ask YOU:

👉 Did this man get justice
 or was he railroaded by the same system that abandoned him?
👉 Is this accountability
 or punishment for surviving the only way he knew how?

Drop your thoughts below. âŹ‡ïž
Share this. 🔄
Because some of you know a version of this man personally
and some of you were him.

Morning truth for the ones clawing their way forward:Nobody opens their eyes and says, “Yeah, let me wreck my whole life...
11/18/2025

Morning truth for the ones clawing their way forward:

Nobody opens their eyes and says, “Yeah, let me wreck my whole life today.”
Survivors don’t self-sabotage because we’re weak
 we do it because once upon a time, those same “bad choices” were the only tools we had to survive.

Every slip
 every setback
 every moment you wish you could erase—was you trying to protect yourself with the only blueprint you knew.

Healing starts when you stop beating yourself bloody for the ways you tried to cope.
Forgiveness starts when you finally admit:
“I was trying. Even when it looked messy. Even when it blew up in my face.”

Grace over guilt.
Every damn time.
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

What’s one thing you’re choosing grace on today? Drop it below. Let’s talk about it. đŸ’ŹđŸ”„

Sometimes in trauma recovery our self-care slips — a little, or a lot.It’s normal. You’re not the first survivor to lose...
11/17/2025

Sometimes in trauma recovery our self-care slips — a little, or a lot.
It’s normal. You’re not the first survivor to lose steam on the basics, and you won’t be the last.

Brushing your teeth, showering, even getting dressed — those things can feel impossible when depression drags you down or anxiety scatters your focus. Trauma plants seeds of shame and the mind starts whispering that you “don’t deserve” recovery or that you’re “broken.” That’s Trauma Brain BS — Belief Systems, and yes, bullsh*t.

Here’s the truth: struggling with self-care isn’t about character, willpower, or being “lazy.” It’s about bandwidth and scarcity. Your nervous system is taxed. Your recovery is not on trial because you missed a shower. Medicine-assisted treatment, counseling, meetings, whatever’s in your toolkit — none of it is invalidated by a bad week. Recovery is about getting back up, not about flawless performance.

So drop the guilt. Choose grace. Find the .01% thing you can do today — the tiniest, tiniest self-care baby step (rinse your face, change your socks, brush one tooth). Do that. Then the next right thing. Tiny wins stack. They build momentum. They keep you alive.

The strongest survivors I know — the ones who’ve built lasting recoveries and stayed sober through hell — have all stumbled on “basic” self-care. Ask me how I know.

Easy does it. No shame. Grace over guilt. Just do the next right thing.
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

So a teen mom just threw her own son out because he chose Suboxone
Let that sink in.Not because he was using.Not because...
11/16/2025

So a teen mom just threw her own son out because he chose Suboxone

Let that sink in.
Not because he was using.
Not because he was stealing, lying, or destroying the house.
But because he chose a medically-approved treatment to stay alive and stay clean.

Since when did choosing recovery become a reason to get kicked out?

We talk a lot about “wanting people to get better”
 until they choose a path that doesn’t match somebody else’s outdated beliefs.
Suboxone is not “worse than drugs.”
Medication-Assisted Treatment, when combined with support and a program, saves lives every single day.
It prevents relapse. It stabilizes people. It gives them a chance.

But stigma?
Stigma kills faster than fentanyl.

If your kid finally reaches for help, and the response is “Pack your stuff, you’re out”
 that’s not love.
That’s ego wrapped in ignorance.

I’m curious — what do y’all think?
Should parents be calling the shots on what “real recovery” looks like?
Or should we be celebrating ANY step away from the streets, the sickness, and the insanity?

Drop your thoughts. Don’t hold back.
And if you’ve got a story — good, bad, or ugly — share it.
People need to see this.
Let’s talk about it.

đŸ”„ Let’s talk about something real for a minute. Recovery & Ideology đŸ”„Since when did recovery become a competition of “wh...
11/11/2025

đŸ”„ Let’s talk about something real for a minute. Recovery & Ideology đŸ”„

Since when did recovery become a competition of “who’s more spiritual”?
Since when did it turn into “my way is the only way”?

I’ve seen too many people searching for peace and freedom get lost in the noise of other people’s expectations. They’re already broken, already scared, already fighting for their life — and then they’re told if they don’t follow this program or that set of steps a certain way
 they’re not “really” in recovery.

What kind of message is that?
Recovery was never meant to be a religion. It’s supposed to be a rebirth — a rediscovery of who we are, not who someone else says we should be.

The truth is, we’re all unique. No two stories of trauma, addiction, or healing are the same. So why do so many programs try to fit every soul into the same mold? The idea that you must do “our way” or you’re not doing it right — that’s not recovery. That’s control disguised as guidance.

Some of the greatest recoveries I’ve witnessed didn’t come from a book or a meeting — they came from grace, compassion, and being met where they were. Someone took time to listen instead of preach. Someone held space instead of holding judgment.

Real recovery doesn’t push people away for thinking differently.
It welcomes them in for simply showing up.

We’re losing too many good people because they’re afraid to ask the wrong question or take the wrong step. They fear being shamed or told they’re “doing it wrong.” When did we stop allowing people to find their own version of spiritual peace — on their own time and their own terms?

To those saying “but it’s always been this way” — maybe that’s the problem.
If what we’ve always done keeps leaving people behind, maybe it’s time we do better.

Recovery is not a one-size-fits-all movement.
It’s a collection of hearts learning how to beat again.

So let’s start acting like it.
Let’s show up with love, not labels.
Let’s stop dividing and start uniting — because that’s where healing really happens.

And to the one reading this who’s scared, confused, or unsure if you’re “doing recovery right”

You are.
If you’re still fighting, still breathing, still trying — that’s recovery.
You belong here. 💯
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

💔They'll never understand the battles we fought in silence. đŸ”„ The flames that licked at our souls, the scars that still ...
11/08/2025

💔They'll never understand the battles we fought in silence.

đŸ”„ The flames that licked at our souls, the scars that still linger. But we made it through. We rose from the ashes, stronger and more resilient than ever.

As someone who's walked the path of addiction, trauma, and recovery, I know firsthand the weight of those scars. The echoes of abuse, the whispers of doubt, the crushing weight of mental health struggles. But I also know the power of survival.

You are not alone. Your story is not defined by your struggles, but by your strength. Every scar tells a tale of courage, every fall a lesson in perseverance. You've become the fire that fuels your own healing.

If you're still standing, still fighting, still pushing forward - I see you. I hear you. And I'm so damn proud of you 🙏💕.
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

Share this with someone who needs to know they're not alone. Let's keep lifting each other up, one brave step at a time. đŸ’Ș

â€ïžâ€đŸ”„In recovery, loss hits different — because we don’t just lose people
 we lose versions of ourselves
..🆘 Read this sl...
11/07/2025

â€ïžâ€đŸ”„In recovery, loss hits different — because we don’t just lose people
 we lose versions of ourselves
..

🆘 Read this slow
 because someone out there needs to feel this tonight.

I know it hurts. I really do.

It’s a strange kind of ache — the kind that hits when someone who once felt like home suddenly isn’t there anymore. One day they’re part of your everyday life
 and the next, they’re just a memory you wish you could forget — but can’t.

Maybe it ended peaceful. Maybe it ended messy. Either way, it changed you.

See, in recovery — we don’t just lose people. We lose pieces of ourselves. The version of “us” that existed when they were around. The laughter, the late-night talks, the chaos, the comfort. The memories that sneak up and wreck you when you thought you were healed. 💔

But here’s the truth — not everyone who walks into our life is meant to stay. Some come to love us, some come to hurt us, and some come to teach us how to finally love ourselves.

Maybe that person walked through your darkness when no one else would.
Maybe they were the only one who saw your pain and didn’t flinch.
Maybe losing them broke you open
 but it also woke you up. 🙏

You don’t have to hate them to heal.
You don’t have to forget them to move on.
You just have to accept that their chapter in your story has closed — and that’s okay.

Because what’s waiting on the next page? That’s you.
The stronger, wiser, sober, peaceful version you’ve been fighting to become.

So if your heart still hurts tonight — let it. That means it still knows how to love. ❀

But promise me this
 don’t let the loss make you cold. Don’t let it stop you from believing that the best love — the kind that stays — is still ahead.

Sometimes the people you wanted to be part of your story were only meant to be a chapter
 but oh, what a chapter it was. 📖

💬 If you’ve ever had to let go of someone you still love — drop a ❀ or a “me too” in the comments.
Let’s remind each other we’re not alone in this healing journey.
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

Man, the things we've survived... it's a miracle we're still standing, ain't it? đŸ€Ż I've been through the wringer, and I'...
11/06/2025

Man, the things we've survived... it's a miracle we're still standing, ain't it? đŸ€Ż I've been through the wringer, and I'm still here, still breathing, still fighting. And I'm not alone. There are people out there who've faced way worse and are still kicking, still thriving.

I'm one of them. I'm a recovering addict, and I'm proud of that. I'm a survivor of trauma, abuse, and mental health struggles. And I'm not defined by my past. I'm defined by my strength, my resilience, and my determination to keep moving forward.

Every scar, every setback, every dark night of the soul... it didn't break me. It made me. It shaped me into the person I'm meant to be. And I'm not gonna let anyone or anything take that away from me.

You know what I'm talking about, I see you. You're still standing, still glowing, despite everything you've been through. You're a warrior, a fighter, a survivor. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

Pain doesn't win here. We do. We win. đŸ’Ș
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

(What keeps you from not giving up? Comment below👇)


💭 Let’s get real for a minute
When trauma survivors stop being able to fake it for the world — that mask doesn’t just sl...
11/03/2025

💭 Let’s get real for a minute


When trauma survivors stop being able to fake it for the world — that mask doesn’t just slip
 it shatters. 💔

We get so damn good at pretending:
Pretending we’re not anxious.
Pretending we’re fine.
Pretending that addiction didn’t numb the pain for a reason.
Pretending that abuse didn’t change the way we see ourselves.
Pretending PTSD doesn’t still whisper in the dark when the world gets quiet.

We learned early how to survive — not how to feel.
We wore the mask because it kept us safe.
Because being real wasn’t an option back then.

But one day
 that mask gets too heavy.
The fake smiles. The “I’m fine.” The pretending to be unbothered while you’re falling apart inside.
You just run out of gas for the charade.

That’s the moment everything shifts. âšĄïž
Because when the mask drops — healing begins.
When you stop faking it, you start facing it.
And facing it is where your recovery story truly begins.

Yeah, recovery’s hard. It’s messy. It’s raw. It’s real.
But so are you. And that’s where your real life starts —
not behind the mask, but beyond it. đŸ–€
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

👇 Drop a 💬 if you’ve ever hit that breaking point where the mask had to come off.
❀ React if you’re walking into your recovery era.
🔁 Share this for someone who needs to know they’re not alone when they can’t “fake fine” anymore.

Break rules. Break limits. Be the kind of energy your fears can’t handle. Every time you choose growth over comfort, you...
11/02/2025

Break rules. Break limits. Be the kind of energy your fears can’t handle. Every time you choose growth over comfort, your future smiles back.
You weren’t built to play small — you were built to break barriers. đŸ’„
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

Be relentless, fam đŸ’ȘđŸ”„What once felt impossible — that pain, that healing, that climb out of the darkness — one day it’ll...
11/01/2025

Be relentless, fam đŸ’ȘđŸ”„

What once felt impossible — that pain, that healing, that climb out of the darkness — one day it’ll just be your warm-up. â€ïžâ€đŸ”„

Keep pushing when it hurts. Keep showing up when your mind says quit. That’s where the real healing happens 💯

Your pain became your power. Your scars? Someone else’s survival guide. đŸŒ±

Consistency isn’t just the flex — it’s proof you refused to give up when life hit hardest. 🙌

I’m proud of y’all. Every single one of you out here fighting battles most will never see. Keep shining, keep healing, keep inspiring. ❀
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
~LannyđŸ’ŻđŸ«Ą

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