My story of hope and recovery is …
Growing up in St.John’s in the 80’s and 90’s, it was evident that we didn’t have a lot of support for youth with mental health issues. There was still a lot of stigma, and I had a lot of friends who were suffering. I committed to being a mental health professional straight after high school but needed to leave Newfoundland to find work in residential treatment (we had nothing of the sort in province). 20 years later, we have Tuckamore Youth Treatment Centre and Newfoundland youth are receiving an amazing service by a group of dedicated, knowledgeable and compassionate staff. I am back home doing the work I love, in the province I love.
My story of hope and recovery is ….
Knowing that you are not alone. One’s journey of recovery is best done with the support of friends and family, and those who are important in your life.
Hope and recovery should not be a silent, solitary experience. Recovery should be shouted from the rooftops!
My hope is … to find optimism and reasons for a positive future
My hope is … that I can always think positive and see there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
My story of hope and recovery is …
I hope for good things in the future and to be loved and to have good friends in my life.
I hope to have the rest of my days just being loved, and also to give my love to anyone who needs it.
My hope is … to maintain good health
My hope is … for my children to grow up to be able to feel comfortable to express themselves and to get help/ coping skills they need
My hope is … to find optimism and reasons for a positive future
My hope is … that I can always think positive and see there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
My hope is … for the health and happiness of my children and to maintain my health to enjoy them for the future
My story of hope and recovery is ….
When I finish treatment I will be clean and I will be happy. I hope to have a good relationship with my family and know who my real people are.
Youth residing at Hope Valley Treatment Center.
My story of hope and recovery is … Everyday was tears and worries. Everyday was waking up in the morning and throwing up looking for my next fix. Everyday was fighting with people I love and wondering where I am going to move to next. My mind was chaotic and crazy and I thought my life was going to stay the same forever. Although I enjoyed the parties and being on the go all the time, my mental and physical state couldn’t handle it any longer. I was in a lot of fear but decided I needed to step out of my comfort zone. Crossing the bridge from one life to another was one of the scariest things, leaving my home, family, friends behind…the drugs the parties wasn’t something I was used to. I came to rehab not expecting to stay very long but two months and three days later I have never been more happy to say that I am clean and sober. I don’t get sick anymore, I’ve been gaining weight that I had lost, I got out of my shitty environment. I got my family back and I am on my way to graduating high school and applying for post-secondary. I have never pictured my life to be like this or to be able to make the change I did. Having HOPE saved my life, I’ve accomplished a lot with my new skills and changed my whole perspective and now because of that I am looking at my hopes for when I get out of treatment and continue to improve my life.
