by Megan Mattson | Oct 1, 2026 | Letters to the Lost
Ashley’s Letter Dear Ashley, I know right in this moment it feels like the end. There is no vision, no purpose. You are empty, broken, in another locked facility and the urge to use is overwhelming and your desire to quit hasn’t taken form yet. I...
by Megan Mattson | Aug 5, 2026 | Letters to the Lost
Anita’s Letter Dear Anita, This drug has took my identity, my spirit, and my soul. It almost convinced me to take my life. I had no hope. I thought my drug of choice would comfort me and take the pain away. Instead, it stripped me of morals, values, and...
by Megan Mattson | Jun 17, 2026 | Letters to the Lost
Jesse’s Letter Dear J, I know it feels like you’ve hit rock bottom again, and the idea of real change might seem like a distant dream. I’m writing to you from a place of freedom, from a future that once felt impossible, but I promise...
by Megan Mattson | Dec 15, 2025 | Letters to the Lost
Lorna’s Letter Dear Lorna, I know the dark place you were in, spiritually, emotionally, and physically. I understand how alone you felt, how abandoned you felt, how heartbroken you were. I realize you never felt so low ever in your life… Did you...
by Megan Mattson | Sep 22, 2025 | Letters to the Lost
Monica’s Letter Dear Monica, I know you’re hurting, I know you’re angry, angry that the narcan worked again, that you’re still here when all you wanted was an end. You feel like a ghost in your own life, convinced your story was meant to...
by Megan Mattson | Aug 13, 2025 | Letters to the Lost
Sean’s Letter Dear Sean, You believe that there are two options for the remainder of your life, that either, one, you will be hopelessly drunk and homeless for the rest of your life, or two, you’ll be dead because of your drinking. The irony of this...
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