Hope is real
Published on: 01/07/2026
When I walked into my first recovery meeting in 1985, I was terrified and alone. How hope found me, and why I keep passing it on to others.
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When I walked into my first recovery meeting in 1985, I was terrified and alone. How hope found me, and why I keep passing it on to others.

Helpers carry other people's pain, often until they burn out. The hidden cost of being a helper and how compassion for yourself keeps you going.