Recovery Time (September 2025)

The first week of September has become a monumental week in my mental illness and addiction recovery. On September 1st, 2025, I reached 3 years off of antipsychotic medications. Today, I have two years free of casual sex (whoot whoot! 💃🎉 This body is mine; the next man who has the great honour to touch it in those ways I know will be worthy of me—All of me: My heart, mind, spirit, and body ❤️). On Saturday, I’ll reach two years off of mood stabilizer medications.

I won’t lie and say it’s been easy, but I will say that these last three years have been much easier than all the years that preceded them. I’m coming into myself (as I’m sure many can see). I’m discovering who I am underneath the vices I used for so long to numb the pain. Now, I feel the pain—and that—That isn’t easy. I have flashbacks and shame (memories I can’t erase) but I also have an unbreakable inner resolve, resilience, and strength. I know how to surf the waves.

I have been forged in the fire and though I wouldn’t wish my path on anyone, I do love the woman I’ve become. I especially love all the phenomenal people I get to meet and connect with because of this journey. You are what make it bearable. It’s the act of choosing to candidly share my own story so as to help others know they’re not alone that allows me to see I’m not alone either. Thank you for that. 🫂✨

Much Love and Huge Hugs,

~Amy (and Saba)