Anonymity in the Age of Instagram

The New Shame Problem Anonymity used to be simple. You went to a meeting, you listened, you spoke when you were ready, and you left with the comfort of knowing what was said in that room stayed there. The point was safety. People could be honest without the fear of...

When Counselling Becomes Another Excuse

Sounding “Aware” While Staying the Same There is a type of client who can walk into counselling and speak like they have already done the work. They know the words, trauma, boundaries, triggers, self sabotage, inner child, nervous system, accountability, self care. They can describe their childhood in detail, explain...

Denial Holds More Power Than the Drink Itself

Denial Begins Long Before the First Drink of the Day Alcohol abuse does not begin with reckless drinking or dramatic collapse, it begins with denial woven into everyday life, long before the person realises how deeply alcohol has taken hold. Denial is the emotional shield that protects the drinker from...

When Addiction Looks Like Anxiety, Depression, or ADHD

The Confusion That Keeps Families in the Dark Addiction rarely walks into a family wearing a clear label. It doesn’t announce itself with obvious signs in the beginning, and it doesn’t always follow the dramatic patterns people expect. More often, addiction disguises itself as something else entirely, anxiety, burnout, depression,...

Why Some People Get Addicted and Others Don’t

The Question Everyone Asks Whenever addiction enters a family, people begin asking the same question in different ways. Why did this happen to him and not his brother? Why did she spiral when everyone else was drinking too? Why do some people experiment and walk away while others cannot stop?...

When Sobriety Feels Like Losing Your Edge

No one tells you that sobriety might feel boring. They tell you it’ll save your life, restore your health, fix your relationships. They tell you that clarity is beautiful. But what they don’t tell you is that clarity can also feel like emptiness, a quiet so strange it borders on...