Posts by Simon
If you're struggling with sobriety, hang in there. It does get easier .
338 days sober #Winner #AlcoholFree
#SoberLife #SoberSky #Sobriety #ODAAT #Sober #RecoveryPosse
nothing in this life humbles you more than the realization of a much needed sobriety
243 days of sobriety. I’m thankful for the community of good people I’ve been on the journey with. #WeDoRecover
You do not have to cover up being an addict in recovery for anyone ever. Wear your courage proudly for what you have overcome. Clean and sober is just plain badass
Nope. Not missing one damn thing! #SoberSky #RecoveryPosse
Something I once thought was impossible!!! I was pleasantly surprised to find out that I can survive without alcohol and quite happily! #SoberSky #RecoveryPosse
Fun, engaging, stimulating, and social activities reduce relapse risk! #addiction #recoveryposse #soberlife
#sober #soberversary #3years #CarouselOfChaos #alcohol #quitting #health #teetotal #alcoholfree #winner
Where was that held? Hampshire UK?
Self-empowered recovery works! "Research shows that believing you are capable of self-control can help you succeed . . . After all, if you don’t think you can control yourself then why would you make any efforts to do so?” Dr. Ethan Kross, University of Michigan #Empowerment #RecoveryPosse
A hearty breakfast consisting of hummus on toast, scrambled eggs, and pan-fried radishes on a bed of baby arugula, with a mug of coffee generously topped with whipped cream. The dishes sit on a glass table outside with potted succulents in the background. The mug, fittingly, is decorated with cacti and a hummingbird.
(1/2) #Sobriety Journey Day 3 | 9:12 am
#Addiction is a lot like depression, in that you can’t see how much you’re missing out on while you’re in the thick of it. You’re convinced that this is the best it gets, so you keep trudging through mud, all the while digging yourself deeper.
Today, I
Extreme close-up pop art style illustration of a young Asian American woman rendered in a striking red and warm gold palette with visible halftone dot patterns and ink spatter texture. The frame captures only the lower half of one eye, her nose, full red lips, jawline, and a single gold drop earring against a deep red background. The cropping itself tells a story … this is a woman seen only in part, the way people are when others decide who they are based on fragments. The queer daughter, the engineer, the former stripper, the sober one … each label a crop that cuts away everything else. Her visible eye looks directly outward with an expression that holds steadiness without performance, the kind of gaze that develops after years of being categorized by people who never asked for the full picture. Her red lips are closed but not tight … resting in something that resembles composure built through recovery rather than inherited from comfort. The gold earring catches light against the red background, a small declaration of self-regard in a composition otherwise defined by what’s been cut away. Fine ink lines define her features with confident, unhesitant strokes while the halftone printing texture gives everything a slightly weathered quality …as though this image has survived handling and exposure, the way a person survives being flattened into a single story. The warm gold of her skin dominates the frame, taking up space without apology. The tight crop forces the viewer into proximity, into the discomfort of seeing someone up close without the context we usually rely on to sort them. She is between sentences. The image captures the specific stillness of someone who stopped explaining herself and started letting the silence do the work that words kept failing at. Caption: They saw fragments. I became the whole picture anyway. Amy
Some of the cruelest things people have said to me took only seconds of their day.
…but the words outlast the person who said them.
#Recovery taught me I get to decide what stays.
Letting go takes longer than holding on, but the freedom is amazing.
#sobersky #sobriety #womeninrecovery #addiction
A woman with shoulder-length dark wavy hair sits on weathered stone steps during golden hour. She wears an oversized knit sweater in muted earth tones and a simple gold bracelet. Warm sunlight catches the edges of her hair and illuminates one side of her face. Her expression is calm and steady… present, grounded, quietly resolute. Her hands rest gently in her lap. The stone steps behind her are rough and aged, rising upward into soft, warm light. The shallow depth of field keeps the focus entirely on her. Recovery has never been about measuring the distance between where you were and where you are. That narrative… the “how bad it got” story… keeps too many people waiting for permission to change. Waiting until things get worse. Waiting until the pain qualifies. The truth is simpler. Growth starts at the exact moment you recognize the old way stopped working. Maybe that moment looks dramatic. Maybe it looks like a quiet Tuesday where something just shifted. Both are valid. Both are real. Every woman carries her own threshold. Her own line where enough became enough. Honoring that… without comparison, without ranking suffering… is where real recovery lives. She’s sitting on those steps because she chose to stop climbing someone else’s staircase. The light is already on her. #Recovery #SoberWomen #WomensMentalHealth #GrowthOverGrit #MentalHealthMatters #SoberLife
Recovery isn’t measured by how far you climbed from “rock bottom”
Some never make it there.
We hit our own wall…
Our own threshold.
Growth starts when you decide the old way stopped working.
Your pain is valid at every level.
#Recovery #SoberWomen #WomensMentalHealth #sobersky #sobriety #addiction