RIP Stephanie

My friend's sister overdosed Thursday. She was 28 years old. She leaves behind a child who is old enough to understand that her mother is dead, but not to understand why...  Stephanie may be in a better place now, but all that child knows is that her mother is gone and will never be seen again. She leaves behind a devastated family who is now desperately scrambling to figure out how to pay for funeral services and cremation. She leaves behind friends who loved her. A sister who adored her. A niece who worshiped her.

Worst of all she leaves behind the hope of so many loving hearts that believed she would eventually see the better path and find that new way to live. These are selfish desires that we have for those who are struggling / drowning in despair and hopelessness. We hope that you, the addict caught up in active addiction, will believe us that there is another way to live. It's a better way. You don't ever have to use again. It's not a lie. It's not just something that we say. It's the whole truth.

Repeat after me: It works if you work it. God's got you. Don't give up.