True North Recovery & Wellness Center St. George

14/07/2025

True North Recovery & Wellness Center IOP Open House date Change to August 27, 2025

04/07/2025

Wishing all a Safe & Happy 4th of July 🇺🇸 from all us at True North Recovery & Wellness Center 🎆FREEDOM!

02/07/2025

17/06/2025

15/06/2025

🎉 Happy Father’s Day from all of us at True North Recovery & Wellness Center! 💙

Today we honor the strength, love, and dedication of fathers and father figures everywhere. Whether you’re walking the path of recovery or supporting someone who is — your role matters, your love matters, and you matter.

Thank you for showing up, staying strong, and leading with your heart.

26/05/2025

This Memorial Day, we pause to remember and honor the brave men and women of our Armed Forces who made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom. 🇺🇸
Memorial Day is more than just a long weekend; it is a solemn reminder of the cost of liberty and the courage of those who stepped forward to protect it.

23/05/2025

Great News! True North Recovery & Wellness Center is now In-Network with….

11/05/2025

To All the Strong and Beautiful Mothers in Recovery,

Today, we celebrate you—your strength, your courage, and your unwavering love. Motherhood is already one of the hardest and most selfless journeys a person can take—and doing it while walking the path of recovery makes you a true warrior.

You are not defined by your past, but by your commitment to healing, growth, and the love you pour into your children every single day. Your journey inspires hope. Your story teaches resilience. And your presence in your children’s lives is the greatest gift of all.

Keep going. Keep healing. Keep loving.
You are seen. You are appreciated. You are deeply loved.

Happy Mother’s Day!

-True North Recovery & Wellness Center-

20/04/2025

From all of us with True North Recovery & Wellness Center in St. George, Utah, we wish you a Happy Easter.🐰

17/03/2025

St. Patrick’s Day is upon us once again. Please remember a $20-$40 Cab, Uber, or other ride tonight might be the difference in how your luck turns out. Arrive Alive so we can hear about how much fun you had on this lucky day. May you be blessed by the luck of the Irish

16/02/2025

That one last high....

“That one last high destroyed everything good..

That one last high sounded like a good idea at the time I guess... just one last time turned into forever.

That one last high lead to two detectives ringing my doorbell at 3:44 am. Telling me my baby is gone. My precious little girl, my first true love.

That one last high led to me explaining to her brother and father and aunts and uncles that she had died.

That one last high led me to a funeral home Only 12 hours after being told the life altering news. Staring at my sweet girls face, her body half covered by a sheet, hospital gown draped over her to hide the autopsy incisions.

That one last high led me to holding her face and crying..kissing every part of her I could. Wanting so bad to pull down the sheet and look at her birthmark on her leg or the birthmark on her finger I had kissed each night since she was a baby.

That one last high led me to a room, brain in a fog, staring at caskets trying to decide which one my little girl should be buried in.

That one last high led to writing an obituary, planning a funeral and a house full of flowers from grieving friends and family.

That one last high left me going through her closet. Picking out a dress. Buying a cardigan of her favorite color for her to be buried in. I was careful to cut out the tags because I know she didn’t like the way they made her itch.

That one last high led me to going through countless pictures from her first breath til her last. Making memory boards and slideshows... trying to fit 18 sweet years into 10 minutes.

That one last high led me to my knees in front of her casket at the viewing. Pleading with God to take me instead. Demanding him to rewind time. Yelling if he is so almighty why can’t he take it back.
Staring through a haze saying thank you for coming repeatedly and comforting her friends.

That one last high led us to the church at 11am. Where I watched her 15 year old brother help carry her coffin. Where I looked at her for the very last time. Where I wore a matching outfit to what she would be buried in. Where I leaned into her casket and kissed her cold lips and tucked her hair behind her ear one last time.

That one last high left me staring at her casket for an hour after everyone had left the graveside. Scared to leave my baby girl alone.

That one last high led to me sleeping on her grave so she didn’t have to be alone, contemplating su***de so I could hold her hand on her way to heaven.

That one last high resulted in months of laying on the floor crying, clinging on to anything that reminded me of her or had her scent. Regretting not wrapping her In a blanket because I know she hates the cold.

That one last high has turned my hair white and added 10 years to my face.

That one last high has left empty days and dreaded nights. Mornings that turn into evenings with no memory of the day.

That one last high led me on a search for her ghost everywhere.

I am a broken mother because of one last high.”

Author: -Mother of an Addicted 18 year old Daughter-



“This took a lot out of me emotionally but if it can open one persons eyes and make then chose against that one last high its worth it. If you are reading this and are thinking about using please know you are loved and there is help for you🖤”