#wedorecover — Public Fediverse posts

A brutal but impactful piece of advice I was given during a counselling session, when all I wanted to do was vent about how everybody and everything around me was doing my head in.

Head over to my TikTok to read more #sobriety #recovery #wellness #wedorecover #odaat

National Sober Day.

#sober #soberlife #recovery #sobriety #soberliving #soberaf #alcoholfree #addiction #sobercurious #sobermovement #recoveryispossible #wedorecover #soberissexy #addictionrecovery #soberlifestyle #mentalhealth #alcoholicsanonymous #onedayatatime #sobercommunity #cleanandsober #aa #sobrietyrocks #steps #sobermom #odaat #sobernation #love #alcoholfreelife #motivation #mentalhealthawareness National Sober Day is celebrated every year on 14th September.…

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National Sober Day.

#sober #soberlife #recovery #sobriety #soberliving #soberaf #alcoholfree #addiction #sobercurious #sobermovement #recoveryispossible #wedorecover #soberissexy #addictionrecovery #soberlifestyle #mentalhealth #alcoholicsanonymous #onedayatatime #sobercommunity #cleanandsober #aa #sobrietyrocks #steps #sobermom #odaat #sobernation #love #alcoholfreelife #motivation #mentalhealthawareness National Sober Day is celebrated every year on 14th September.…

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still #SoberAsFuck, two years clean and sober as of today, 22 April. I don't really want to make too much of a big deal about it it's just like every other day, one day at a time and all those other platitudes. proof that #WeDoRecover and that mostly secular recovery is possible, even within the 12 Step paradigm.

highly recommend Staying Sober Without God to everyone and anyone interested in a practical and sane 12 Step paradigm. https://a.co/d/jdlnSvN

~☆*Happy 18 months clean to me!*☆~ ❤️‍🩹✨️

I decided to post this a little early just because it’s weighing heavy on my mind and heart. And shit I’m only one day off lol anyways I’m just so fucking excited to pick up my 18 month chip tomorrow. I’ve worked SO fucking hard for this shit man… this is going to be long, but if you want to hear a little more about my story from junkie to sober, responsible member of society working at my dream job at The Haven giving back and spreading the message every day that I go to work then keep reading ❤️‍🩹
*Three of those mugshots I was in a turtle suit (had my clothes removed and replaced with a velcro green suit. No blankets no sheets just me naked in a cell with that damn turtle suit. Per suicide or aggressive protocol.) I’m missing a few mugshots these were all I can find. The ones in Panama city I couldn’t find.

The 20th makes 18months free from the hell of heroin, fentanyl, meth, and needle addiction in general. I spent all of my 20s strung out, dope sick, stealing from people that loved and cared about me, being stuck in abusive relationships, boosting from stores (stealing then returning stolen goods), stealing electronics from big chain stores like tvs and grow lights for my dealer, basically stealing from anyone that gave me the chance. I’ve been to jail more times than I can count. I’ve been arrested for having heroin and needles on me, aggravated battery, multiple probation violations (I couldn’t complete probation for the fucking life of me. I just had to sit my time out in jail.) I violated my felony probation by catching a DUI and had to do 9 months in jail. I’ve been arrested for fraud, grand theft auto, failure to appear, etc. Just in and out for years. I’m a convicted felon. I ended up baker acted (involuntary psych hold) multiple times because of the severe withdrawals. I tried breaking my own arms in jail because the aching and skin crawling and pain was so fucking bad I figured I just needed to break my arms because that’s where the pain was the worst. Hopefully then they’d give me some pain pills.
I’ve tried killing myself more times than I can count. Tried slitting my wrist a few times, tried suffocating myself by lightning charcoal that I had stolen from Winn Dixie in my bathroom and sealing off the room and breathing it in for a good 15 or so minutes but I just got a bad headache…
I tried hanging myself but just broke the ceiling fan. I’ve tried overdosing with pills and with fentanyl and did actually over dose a good 4 or five times but was revived by one time cpr and the other times with narcan. And idk if you’ve ever been narcanned after being high on H but that shit fucking HURTS.
I’ve gone through precipitated withdrawals which caused excessive projectile vomiting and seizures and diarrhea and felt like my bones were about to shatter inside my body.
I’ve been homeless begging people to let me stay with them. Mostly ended up staying with my plugs who treated me like shit. One of them actually kept me locked inside his camper with no power, no water, only a pile of heroin and a bottle of water to shoot it up.
I’ve begged on street corners for money.
I’ve done and been through shit that really fucked me the hell up…
None of it was enough to get me to quit though.

What did cause me to finally be done for good was when my dad was diagnosed with cancer. My dad was the one person who NEVER gave up on me and did EVERYTHING in his fucking power to save me. Well his cancer was exactly what saved me. I went to my 4th and last rehab after I made a deal with God that if he saved my dad, I would never put another needle in my body again. And God actually came through. It took a while though I watch my dad almost die in front of me from all the chemo and radiation he was in the hospital for fucking months and had multiple strokes and was inches away from death. We started talk about hospice… throughout this time I was still using and heavier than ever because that was the only way that I wouldn’t cry every fucking day…
But one day my dad just started getting better. And we finally started getting our hope back that everything would be okay. And once I got the official notice that his cancer went into remission, my mom saw me shooting up and we all knew it was time to get me some help.
I went to my fourth and last rehab and then once graduated, I moved across the country to Texas and moved into an Oxford House with my cat. And tomorrow I celebrate 18 fucking months clean.
And so far over the past 18 months, God has kept his promise and my dad is still in remission and we are closer than ever. I’ve also reconnected with my mom and we are now best friends we all talk just about every other day.

Sorry this was long but I just wanted to show first hand that miracles happen and that you CAN get and STAY clean if you fight hard enough and refuse to give up or give in. If someone like me can do it, you sure as hell can.

Here’s some pictures of me in active addiction and then me 18 months clean working my dream job at a detox facility ❤️‍🩹
✨️ #wedorecover ✨️

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7-20-24 (One Year Clean) 🥳

To everyone that has shown me love and support throughout the years and cheered me on through my journey towards recovery and self love and an all around better life, I love all of you so fucking much. You guys help keep me sober, keep me sane, keep me grounded, inspire me, and help keep me determined especially on the bad days. Please continue to support and show your love, because my journey has still just begun…

This morning marks ONE YEAR clean and sober. 365 days ago I was awake in my bathroom trying to find a vein; I blew out the one in my neck, I had just missed a shot in one of my hands so it wasn’t usable and the other one rolled too badly, I already blasted through the veins on both arms… So I was going in my ankle vein. I was packing to go to rehab not sure how it would go… I tried killing myself an hour before and would try again with pills in the next hour or so. I made two promises with God that night: if I live, I’ll go to rehab without a fight this time, and two, if God kept my dad in remission and continued to heal him back to his original, strong self, that I would never stick another needle in my arm. God held his promises, and I can proudly say that so have I.
This past year I’ve not only stayed sober, but I’ve grown tremendously. I no longer (at least to the best of my ability) think of myself before everyone else. I care about people I always have, but now I actually am trying to help spread the message of how I turned my life around. I’m still working on my anger (it has always been the death of me), but I now think before I speak and only speak when I can proudly stand on what I say without any regrets. I have held down a job for longer than I have in the past 8 years, and I have been given my first ever promotion and I now work in management training new hirees. I’ve never been able to manage shit when I was getting high. Now people trust me. My word and my name and my reputation mean something. Something good for once.
I like the woman that I have become. I became the woman that rescued the broken, hopeless part of my soul (my inner child).
I’m far from perfect, but, you know what? I like me. My parents like me. My friends and family like me. And most importantly God likes the new me; he always saw my potential even when no one including my self could see it.
So once again, thank you. You might not think I care about your comments of love, encouragement, praise, and support, but you have no idea. I screenshot and safe every comment and message that makes my heart happy, and I save them for a rainy day. They help get me through the bad days, because even though I’m sober and happy, life is still life, and unfortunately, there will always be bad days. I just no longer have to use or ruin my life when they happen. I take things hour by hour and just suffer through the bad times and feelings, and I distract myself to the best of my ability until the pain dissipate. Because it can’t and won’t last forever.
You all help me so much more than you know.
Please continue on with me on this crazy, rollercoaster of a journey that is my life.
And check out the blog link that’s on my profile. Haven’t posted in awhile been so damn busy, but look through some of my old posts if you want to know pain.
This post on my blog shows my “tape” that I would watch of images that absolutely broke my heart in order to keep me from going back. https://poemsbykatie.wordpress.com/2022/10/23/play-the-tape/

But anyways, happy fucking 1 year sober (my first birthday, as we say in NA) to me!! One of the first times that I’ve ever followed through with anything in life, and I’m damn happy that I did. ❤️‍🩹🎉🥀🖤 #wedorecover

365 days clean and serene. Paying my own bills, just got moved up to management at work, going to meetings and not just working on my steps but living them, closer to God than ever, and living in the kind of peace that I’ve only ever dreamed about until recently. And doing it all without a crutch. Out here in dallas living my best muhfuckin life
And you can too.
Happiness is real. After over 8 years of being depressed and strung out and afraid of life, im happy and at peace and facing life one day at a time.

07-20-23 i did my last shot of heroin and checked into my fourth (and last) rehab. After two weeks of withdrawals from hell and being unable to give blood my veins were all shot even in my feet… But now there’s no more withdrawals, no more struggling to find a usable vein, no more overdoses or suicide attempts… Now i get to finally live a life worth living. Thank you God, my parents, Oxford House, NA, and my sponsor. I couldn’t do it without all of you.
Im proof that there is life after addiction. And what a beautiful life it is

The girl who was so miserable a few years ago that she stole charcoal from winndixie to try and kill herself, who carved things into her skin for fun and burned herself with cigarettes, who tried to hang herself and broke the ceiling fan, who stayed as high and close to death as possible because she couldn’t handle being alive, she finally found her peace and no longer wants to die. And it wasn’t in a psych ward. It was nothing but a God thing. God not only defeated the monster that was addiction but also defeated my mortal enemy from early childhood, the depression monster, who haunted me day in and day out for as long as I could remember. A life full of peace and happiness and joy does exist. And I’m never going back into the darkness for anything or anyone ever again. My time in the shadows is over. I now live proudly in and around the light 🫶 .#wedorecover.

Let me enjoy my peace; I fought so fucking hard to get it.

Happy fucking one year clean to me 💜

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It’s been exactly 12 years since I got arrested. I was on the front page of the local paper afterward, and it is so wild to see that day as page one of my book now.

My best ever how it started/how it’s going, I guess.

#correctionsinink #prison #addiction #wedorecover

It’s been exactly 12 years since I got arrested. I was on the front page of the local paper afterward, and it is so wild to see that day as page one of my book now.

My best ever how it started/how it’s going, I guess.

#correctionsinink #prison #addiction #wedorecover

It’s been exactly 12 years since I got arrested. I was on the front page of the local paper afterward, and it is so wild to see that day as page one of my book now.

My best ever how it started/how it’s going, I guess.

#correctionsinink #prison #addiction #wedorecover

It’s been exactly 12 years since I got arrested. I was on the front page of the local paper afterward, and it is so wild to see that day as page one of my book now.

My best ever how it started/how it’s going, I guess.

#correctionsinink #prison #addiction #wedorecover

Finished basic #EMDR training part 2 yesterday.

I'm so excited to add EMDR to my toolbox, after wanting it for years.

Very #grateful to #HAP for making the training affordable, my agency for paying the fee, & mostly my clients who inspire me to be better & are so patient w me trying new stuff.

Now the work begins.

Starting w doing all the stuff at home I didn't do this weekend.

Next up, pay the bills.

Happy #sober Monday, friends.

#therapy
#ClinicalSocialWork
#PTSD
#CPTSD
#WeDoRecover

Finished basic #EMDR training part 2 yesterday.

I'm so excited to add EMDR to my toolbox, after wanting it for years.

Very #grateful to #HAP for making the training affordable, my agency for paying the fee, & mostly my clients who inspire me to be better & are so patient w me trying new stuff.

Now the work begins.

Starting w doing all the stuff at home I didn't do this weekend.

Next up, pay the bills.

Happy #sober Monday, friends.

#therapy
#ClinicalSocialWork
#PTSD
#CPTSD
#WeDoRecover

Finished basic #EMDR training part 2 yesterday.

I'm so excited to add EMDR to my toolbox, after wanting it for years.

Very #grateful to #HAP for making the training affordable, my agency for paying the fee, & mostly my clients who inspire me to be better & are so patient w me trying new stuff.

Now the work begins.

Starting w doing all the stuff at home I didn't do this weekend.

Next up, pay the bills.

Happy #sober Monday, friends.

#therapy
#ClinicalSocialWork
#PTSD
#CPTSD
#WeDoRecover

Finished basic #EMDR training part 2 yesterday.

I'm so excited to add EMDR to my toolbox, after wanting it for years.

Very #grateful to #HAP for making the training affordable, my agency for paying the fee, & mostly my clients who inspire me to be better & are so patient w me trying new stuff.

Now the work begins.

Starting w doing all the stuff at home I didn't do this weekend.

Next up, pay the bills.

Happy #sober Monday, friends.

#therapy
#ClinicalSocialWork
#PTSD
#CPTSD
#WeDoRecover

My friend celebrated 7 years sober in #AlcoholicsAnonymous at our meeting this morning ✨✨✨and we sang him the anniversary song from the Flintstones after and it was terrible and fun... and really terrible 😁💕💪

#WeDoRecover
#RecoveryPosse

My friend celebrated 7 years sober in #AlcoholicsAnonymous at our meeting this morning ✨✨✨and we sang him the anniversary song from the Flintstones after and it was terrible and fun... and really terrible 😁💕💪

#WeDoRecover
#RecoveryPosse

My friend celebrated 7 years sober in #AlcoholicsAnonymous at our meeting this morning ✨✨✨and we sang him the anniversary song from the Flintstones after and it was terrible and fun... and really terrible 😁💕💪

#WeDoRecover
#RecoveryPosse

My friend celebrated 7 years sober in #AlcoholicsAnonymous at our meeting this morning ✨✨✨and we sang him the anniversary song from the Flintstones after and it was terrible and fun... and really terrible 😁💕💪

#WeDoRecover
#RecoveryPosse

@DSCH

Fantastic!! 💪🙌

#WeDoRecover

@DSCH

Fantastic!! 💪🙌

#WeDoRecover

@DSCH

Fantastic!! 💪🙌

#WeDoRecover

Just did a preliminary sort of stocking stuffers coz 23's gets mailed to California.

And I did not eat the candy.

#WeDoRecover

Just did a preliminary sort of stocking stuffers coz 23's gets mailed to California.

And I did not eat the candy.

#WeDoRecover

Just did a preliminary sort of stocking stuffers coz 23's gets mailed to California.

And I did not eat the candy.

#WeDoRecover