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South Carolina Hope Dealers, Myrtle Beach, SC (2026)

03/17/2026

I hear the judgment all the time…
“Doesn’t Narcan just enable them?”
Let me give you some real street truth.......

Narcan doesn’t enable drug use. It enables people to LIVE.
You can’t recover in a casket.
You can’t turn your life around if your story ends on a bathroom floor somewhere while people stand around debating opinions.
Narcan ain’t a permission slip.
It’s a second chance.

And let me get personal for a minute…
I wouldn’t be here typing this if someone didn’t have Narcan on them.
Not once.
Five times.
Five times somebody cared enough, or was prepared enough, to hit me with that Narcan and pull me back from the edge. Without it… there would’ve been a funeral instead of a recovery story.

That’s why I carry Narcan everywhere I go now.
Truck. Pocket. Backpack. Wherever I’m at.
And yeah… I’ve had to use it.
Because this ain’t theory to me.
This ain’t politics.
This is life or death in real time.

Let’s talk facts for the folks still stuck in judgment:
Over 100,000 Americans die from overdoses every year.
That’s not numbers.
That’s somebody’s son.
Somebody’s daughter.
Somebody’s parent.
Somebody who never got their chance to write a comeback story.

Communities that actually put Narcan in people’s hands have seen overdose deaths drop by nearly half.
And all the research says the same thing:
Narcan does NOT increase drug use.
It just decreases funerals.

I know men and women walking around today in strong recovery… working jobs… raising kids… helping others…
who are only alive because someone had Narcan when they hit bottom.
I’m one of them.

So if you’re still asking if Narcan enables people…
let me ask you something back.

Is saving a life enabling… or is it giving someone the chance to change theirs?

Because sometimes all a person needs…
is one more breath
and one more chance
for that fire inside them to wake up.

Carry Narcan.
You might save a stranger.
You might save a friend.
You might save someone who hasn’t discovered their strength yet.

But trust me on this…
You can’t recover if you’re dead.
— Lanny 💯🫡

02/15/2026

Alright fam… I’m gonna keep this one real with y’all.

Lately I’ve been going through some personal stuff.
And before the rumors, assumptions, and “Facebook detectives” start doing what they do… let me say this clearly:

I’m not making it public.

Not because I’m hiding…
but because some things involve people I love, and I’m not about to put their business on display for entertainment or opinions.

Some of y’all forget…
you don’t know 100% of my story.
You know what I choose to share.
And I don’t share everything.

And I’m sharing this post for one reason…

Because even the “strong ones”…
even the ones some of y’all swear are “the best” 😂…
still have battles.

Still have moments where life hits hard.
Still have days where it’s not all motivation quotes and sunshine.

And to the ones who’ve been messaging me saying,
“Bro you been quiet… you good?”
Checking on me… praying… showing love…

Y’all are the real ones.
You know who you are.
That’s ride or die behavior and I don’t take it lightly.

Here’s the truth:

I’m not okay right now.
I’m pushing through… but I’m going through it.

And I refuse to sit on social media pretending like I’ve got it all together while I’m fighting for my peace behind the scenes.

That’s not recovery.
That’s performance.

My recovery has never been about looking perfect.
It’s about being real, raw, honest, and willing.

And let me say something for my people in recovery:

Isolation is dangerous.
Isolation is the prelude to relapse.
That’s not just a quote… that’s real life.

So if you’re going through something…
don’t suffer in silence.
Reach out. Call somebody. Talk to somebody. Pray. Cry. Get it out.

You don’t have to bleed alone just because you’re trying to look strong.

I’m still standing.
Still sober.
Still fighting.
Still healing.

And I appreciate every single person who’s showing me love right now.

Just keep me in your prayers…
and if you see somebody being quiet, check on them…

Because sometimes the loudest people go silent when they’re carrying the most.

Love y’all. For real. 🖤💪🙏
Lanny💯🫡
RISE THRIVE RECOVER

02/12/2026

Addiction wasn’t just a habit for me… it was an identity.

And if you think I was addicted to the high…
you don’t understand what I was getting from it.

Do you have any idea who I get to become when I’m numb to everything I hate about myself?

I become effortless.
I become funny.
I become the person who doesn’t replay every word I said 37 times after I say it.

I become someone who can walk into a room without feeling like I’m taking up the wrong kind of space.

I stop hearing that voice that keeps score.
I stop feeling my shame tighten up in my throat.
I stop scanning faces for signs I’m “too much” or “not enough.”

Addiction didn’t just take the edge off…

It gave me a version of myself I could finally stand to be around.

So yeah… of course I missed it when I got clean.
Not because I wanted to destroy my life…

but because I didn’t know how to be me without that shortcut.

Sober felt like raw exposure.
Like walking around without skin.
Like everybody could see every insecurity I was trying to keep hidden.

And that’s the part people don’t get.

When you take away the substance…
you don’t just take away a drug.

You take away my confidence.
My social settings.
My off switch.
My “I can handle this” button.

You take away the only version of me that felt acceptable.

So if you’re in that place right now…
missing it like you lost a piece of yourself…

You’re not crazy.
You’re not weak.

You’re grieving an identity that kept you functioning.

But listen… that version of you was borrowed.
And it always comes with interest.

The real flex of recovery is building a self you don’t have to escape from.

Not overnight.
Not perfectly.

But for real.

One moment at a time… you learn how to be you without needing to disappear first.
Lanny💯🫡
RISE THRIVE RECOVER

02/04/2026

🌅 GOOD MORNING to all my Black Sheep… the Misfits… the “Problem Child”… the ones they whispered about at family gatherings.

Yeah… I’m talking to YOU. 🐑🔥

The ones who got labeled early.
The ones who got judged harder than anybody else.
The ones who were treated like a cautionary tale instead of a human being.

And now look at you…

You’re clean. You’re healing. You’re growing. You’re doing the work.
And what’s wild is… some of the same people who prayed you’d “get it together”…
can’t stand the fact that you actually DID.

Because when you change…
you expose what they’ve refused to fix.

Let me say something that might ruffle some feathers:

🗣️ Recovery doesn’t always bring family back together… it just reveals who your family actually is.

Some of us got sober thinking,
“Once I get clean, they’ll finally love me right.”
“They’ll finally respect me.”
“They’ll finally show up.”

And then sobriety hits you with the truth:
Some people don’t want you healed… they want you dependent.
Some people don’t want you sober… they want you controllable.
Some people don’t want you thriving… because it ruins the story they’ve been telling about you for years.

💯 And that hurts.
But it also frees you.

Because now you’re not chasing approval from people who only loved you when you were broken enough to make them feel better about themselves.

Here’s a recovery fact nobody wants to talk about:
Sometimes the hardest part of getting clean isn’t detox… it’s detaching.
It’s learning that peace is better than access.
That boundaries are healthier than fake loyalty.
That blood doesn’t automatically mean “safe.”

So to every black sheep out here doing the right thing…
I SEE YOU.
I SUPPORT YOU.
And I don’t just relate…

🫡 I AM YOU.

Keep proving stigma wrong.
Keep showing them that rock bottom wasn’t your ending… it was your foundation.

And if you lost people when you got better?
Maybe they weren’t losing you…
maybe they were losing control of you.

🔥 Let your vibe create your tribe.
The right people will find you in your healing.
And the wrong ones will expose themselves in your growth.

Stay dangerous. Stay disciplined. Stay sober. Stay real.
~Lanny💯🫡
RISE THRIVE RECOVER

💪🔥🖤

02/03/2026

GOOD MORNING ☀️

Let’s clear something up early today.

Discipline isn’t a prison.
Undisciplined living is.

Most folks think discipline means pressure, restriction, missing out.
What they don’t see is how undisciplined living cages you up—
moods running the show, impulses calling the shots, excuses stacking up, and regret hanging around like a bad habit.

Discipline isn’t about controlling your life.
It’s about giving it direction.

When you choose structure, chaos loses its grip.
When you choose standards, confusion fades.
When you choose effort today, you save yourself suffering tomorrow.

Real freedom isn’t doing whatever you want in the moment.
Real freedom is no longer being owned by the moment.

Every disciplined decision is a quiet act of self-respect.
And over time, those decisions build a life that doesn’t need hype or motivation to survive.

You stop feeling lost because your actions finally line up with who you say you are.

That’s the freedom most people never touch—not because it’s unreachable,
but because it requires consistency instead of comfort.

Make the choice today.
Your future self is counting on it. 💪🔥
~Lanny💯🫡
RISE THRIVE RECOVER

01/23/2026

Alcohol ain’t your problem.
It never was.

It was your answer to a pain you didn’t have words for.
A bandage on a wound nobody helped you clean.

And when you keep treating the bandage instead of the wound,
you don’t heal —
you just get tired.

Bone tired.
Soul tired.
Hope tired.

I’ve read thousands of stories.
Different faces, same roots.

Neglect.
Abuse.
Betrayal.
Abandonment.
Being unseen.
Being unsafe.

Something happened to you.
And nobody taught you how to process it.

So you numbed it.
First with alcohol.
Then with distractions.
Then with grinding.
Then with pretending you were “good.”

Now you’re exhausted.

Not because you’re weak.
Because you’ve been surviving instead of healing.

Hear me:
Sobriety alone doesn’t fix trauma.

It just takes away the anesthesia.

So now you’re sober —
but still bleeding inside.

That’s not freedom.
That’s white-knuckle living.

And that will wear anyone down.

They told you the bottle was the disease.
But the bottle was the medicine you found
when nobody gave you real care.

The real issue?
Unhealed pain.
Unprocessed trauma.
A nervous system stuck in fight-or-flight.
A heart that never felt safe.

Some folks stay sober 20 years
and still feel broken
because they never healed what broke them.

They just stopped drinking.

And that’s brave —
but it ain’t the whole story.

You’re not an alcoholic.
You’re a human who adapted to pain.

You learned how to survive.
Now it’s time to learn how to live.

Real healing isn’t just quitting the drink.
It’s facing the moment that taught you you weren’t safe.
It’s re-teaching your body how to rest.
It’s unlearning shame.
It’s rebuilding trust.

That’s the real work.

And when people finally do that work,
they all say the same thing:

“I didn’t just need to stop drinking.
I needed to heal what made me start.”

So if you’re tired…
If you’re sober but still hurting…
If you’re doing everything right and still feel wrong…

It’s not because you’re broken.

It’s because you’ve been trying to heal a wound
with the wrong tools.

And I’m here to tell you:
You don’t need more willpower.
You need more compassion.
More truth.
More healing.

And you deserve all of it. 💙
RISE THRIVE RECOVER
LANNY💯🫡

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