See the girl in that image above? That was me.
For years after recovering from opioid addiction, I struggled. Even though I was clean, I felt worthless. Hopeless.
Like I’d lost my chance at life.
I went through the motions each day, and for a long time, that’s how I thought it would always be. A life of missed opportunities; a lifetime of paying for poor decisions I made during the time opioids ran things.
Sure, I may have been prescribed the medicine, but that didn’t matter. Opioids took more than a few years from me: they took my optimism, self-confidence, self-worth, and motivation.