I remember being locked in my room. I have these little hinge door locks and I was searching desperately for them. I was overdosing. I had never overdosed before up to that point, and I could feel myself literally slipping slowly into death. I prayed to this God that I didn’t believe in to help...Read More

My name is Maya, I’m seventeen years old, and I have 2 and a half years off of prescription opioids. I am a young person recovering from addiction. Never in my childhood did I ever see myself having to identify myself like that – with the word “addict.” I grew up thinking that an addict...Read More