Wednesday, January 28, 2026

Intelligents on the Rocks Podcast guest spot


I had the absolute best time being a guest on the Intelligence on the Rocks podcast! This was such a fun and meaningful experience—I got to talk about recovery, life, and everything in between.


If you have a few minutes, I’d love for you to check it out. Every conversation like this helps shine a little more light and hope on the recovery community, and that means everything to me.


Come listen, come support, and let’s keep moving forward together. Your girl’s out here sharing her story—come join me!


https://open.spotify.com/episode/1UriJ8q4pb2BMH6d4OQbnF?si=lv-hdT8zRR-FbrGmaSxslw

Saturday, January 24, 2026

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Friday, January 23, 2026

Setbacks, Cigarettes, and Starting Over: What Progress Really Looks Like


 

The Morning After

The first thing I noticed when I woke up Wednesday morning was how quiet my chest felt. Not empty, not full—just quiet, like the static had finally cleared. Sunlight started to push through the tie-dyed cotton drape my mom made for my wedding. Purple, yellow, pink, white—those colors are wild at sunrise, like hope poured out on the wall. For a minute, I just let myself stare at it, let the color settle into my bones.

The house was cold. Winter air nipped at my skin when I finally left the covers. I sat up, wrung my hands together, ran them through my hair and down my face—feeling the ache in my jaw, the leftover stress in my shoulders, the weird, half-electric hum that comes after a week like this. My body was looser than yesterday but still tight in all the places I keep my worry.

Wednesday meant freedom, but not the easy kind. I didn’t have to get up and “perform.” No clinic, no fluorescent lights, no silent hallway judgments. But I also didn’t have a script for this kind of day—no roadmap for what comes after you walk away from what’s been breaking you.

The Anatomy of a Setback

After a Monday that left me raw and a Tuesday spent pushing through the stress, you’d think I’d be out of tears. But Wednesday morning, after everything, I found myself asking my husband, “Can you pick me up a pack of cigarettes at the gas station?” He did.

There I was, sitting in my home office, staring at that pack. It felt heavier than it should—like a symbol, not just a habit. The first drag was pure relief, pleasure, almost safety. And then came the shame, sharper than any craving. My youngest son had been so proud of me for quitting. I thought of his face, his trust, and the guilt just about knocked me over.

That’s the thing about setbacks—they’re rarely just about the thing itself. For me, slips have always carried echoes of my old life: criminal behavior, theft, codependent lies, doing whatever I had to do to feel validated—even if it meant betraying myself or someone else. Even now, years into recovery, that voice in my head tries to convince me that a slip means I’m the same person I used to be. But I’m not.

The progress this time was in the pause. I didn’t spiral. I didn’t decide I’d lost everything. I let the shame and comfort coexist. I let myself be human. I watched the smoke drift in the sunlight and realized I was still here, still moving, even if it wasn’t pretty.

Fear and Freedom

Walking away from my job wasn’t just about leaving a paycheck. It was about letting go of a piece of my identity—a part of me that told myself I had to keep grinding, even when it was killing me, because that’s what strong people do. But I wasn’t strong. I was exhausted, scared, and—under all that—just a little bit free.

That first morning I didn’t have to get up and go, I felt every shade of fear: What if I can’t pay the bills? What will people say? Am I screwing up my life? And then, tucked under all that noise, I found excitement. My muscles weren’t as stiff; my shoulders dropped a little; my chest felt lighter. I started to trust myself again, in the smallest way—maybe for the first time in a long time.

Freedom isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it feels like standing outside in the cold, no coat, no plan. But it’s real. And under all the fear, I knew: I’ve survived worse. I can survive this.

The Myth of Perfection

If you’re anywhere near recovery, you know the myth: One mistake, and it’s all gone. One slip, and you’re back to zero. But that’s not how this works. Recovery, healing, change—none of it is linear. You don’t lose your progress just because you slip. You don’t get erased.

When I work with clients, I tell them: progress is progress, even if it’s by an alarm millimeter. You don’t have to leap. Sometimes all you can do is scoot forward an inch—or even just decide you’ll try again tomorrow. And that’s enough.

But let’s be real: I have to remind myself, too. The voice in my head still tries to claim I’m only worth something if I’m perfect. That’s a lie I learned young, and it’s a hard one to kill. But every time I get back up, every time I choose honesty over hiding, I chip away at it.

The truth is, none of us are perfect. We learn and grow, learn and grow, from the day we’re born to the day we die.

Progress is Progress—Even When It’s Ugly

This is the part that still blows me away. I expected judgment. Silence. What I got instead was support—so much of it that it felt like the universe was conspiring to remind me I’m not alone. Messages from people I worked with, old colleagues, friends, family, even folks I hadn’t heard from in years. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.

Every single message chipped away at the shame. Each text, each call, was a reminder that support isn’t something you earn by being perfect. It’s something you get when you let people see you—mess and all.

The physical feeling of reading those messages was almost medicinal. My chest loosened. My hands stopped shaking. The tightness in my shoulders eased. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe.

If you’re in the thick of it, please know: Needing help isn’t weakness. Letting people see you isn’t failure. The messier it is, the more you need connection, not isolation.

What’s Next?

So here’s what I’m doing now. I’m not pretending to be okay all the time. I’m still getting up early, like I would if I had to go to work. I’m keeping my routines: vitamins, breakfast, a shower, doing my hair and makeup—especially on days when I’m on video, but honestly, even when I’m not. I could sit in pajamas all day, but I don’t. Getting dressed is my way of reminding myself that I’m still moving forward, even if it’s just by an alarm millimeter.

I’m leaning hard on my support network. I’m forgiving myself for not being perfect. I’m reaching out instead of hiding. I’m taking care of my health, even when my head tells me it doesn’t matter. These are the tiniest, slowest forms of progress, but they’re real. They add up. They’re what keep me going.

Everything changes, ready or not. Sometimes it blows up in your face. Sometimes you walk away before it does. Either way, you get to decide what happens next.

For the Clinicians, the Families, the Strugglers, and the Dreamers

If you’re a clinician: You’re allowed to be a person, too. There’s no trophy for suffering in silence. Take the mask off and reach out. You can’t pour from an empty cup.

If you’re in recovery: Progress isn’t a straight line. You are not your worst moment. You are every comeback, every act of self-compassion, every time you reach out instead of isolate.

If you love someone who’s struggling: Your support matters more than you know. Reach out, check in, don’t wait for perfection.

If you’re just thinking about trying to get better: You don’t have to do it perfectly. You just have to keep going. Progress is progress—even when it’s ugly, especially then.

Call to Action

Let yourself be supported. Share your mess. Start again, as many times as you need. Progress is progress.

If you’ve had a setback, a week that blew up your plans, or you’ve found yourself right back at the beginning—tell your story in the comments. Let’s make this a place where the real stuff gets talked about. Not the highlight reel, but the real reel.

We’re all in this together. And I promise you: the universe just might have your back, too.


Progress is progress. Even when it comes with shaky hands, tie-dye sunlight, and a cigarette you swore you’d never touch again.

You’re still here. You’re still moving. And that counts.


P.S.
If you’re new here, I’m Belle—a person in long-term recovery, a clinician, a mom, and someone who screws up and keeps going. I write this because I know how lonely it feels when you think you’re the only one. You’re not.

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Wednesday, January 21, 2026

Why Counselors Are Quitting: Burnout, Broken Systems, and the Mental Health Crisis Inside Federally Qualified Health Centers

 Why Counselors Are Quitting: Burnout, Broken Systems, and the Mental Health Crisis Inside Federally Qualified Health Centers

Jan 20, 2026

 

I Quit My Job Today—And It Broke Me

I quit my job today. After everything, I finally hit my limit. I wish I could say it was liberating. I wish I could say I felt proud. The truth? It felt like defeat. It felt like losing a fight I’ve been in for years—the kind of fight you take on because you believe you can make things better, and then realize the rules were never fair to begin with.

But let’s back up. This didn’t happen out of nowhere.


The Build-Up: When “Support” Is Just a Slogan

Some days, the exhaustion isn’t just physical—it’s emotional, bone-deep, and it follows you home.
For months, I tried to speak up. I raised concerns about moral, direction and communication. I talked about the front desk mistakes, the burnout, the ways we were being stretched thinner and that we seemed to have no real leadership. Every time, the message was the same: I will let someone know… well, that someone finally answered, and it was “It’s your job to fix it. You’re the expert. If there’s a conflict, compromise.” They then drew a fish skeleton on the board and talked about taco pizza.

There was no offer of support. No help. Just the sense that we were supposed to handle it all ourselves, while the people with the power to change things stood back and watched or told us that things don’t work that way.

I tried to be vulnerable with my new Director of Substance Abuse (poor thing) and the COO—who, by the way, comes from dental, not behavioral health. Why are we working with directors and upper management with no experience in behavioral health and SUDs?

I explained what was really happening, how it felt to see substance use services treated as an afterthought in an organization with dental and primary care that talks a big game about “community.” But I didn’t feel heard. I walked away with the sinking feeling that, to them, we’re all just replaceable. Fall in line, or move the fuck on.


The Breaking Point: Boundaries and Ultimatums

I volunteered for over a year to drive two hours out of town so clients could see someone in person. Monthly, I showed up for a community that had nobody else. But yesterday, after a meeting that left me sick to my stomach, I drew a line: I told my work I would no longer make that drive.

Why? Because after all that sacrifice, leadership stripped away the remote days we’d fought for, told us to fix our own problems, treated us so disrespectfully, and made it clear that our well-being was not even on their radar. When I finally said “enough,” I was told, flat out, that if I didn’t drive the two hours, I’d be voluntarily terminating my job. Even though I was willing to work in my regular office. By this time, I had to ask, are you just trying at this point to get me to cover tomorrow because it’s a shitshow for you now? What happens on Thursday when I am back at my normal office? Then I was told something about theft of time, and how all of a sudden there was some type of concerns about me wasting time at work, or doing other stuff. Mind you Before our last amazing director of substance abuse left in Oct of this year, I had NO issues with my employment at all. Now it’s attendance, theft of time, and no more remote days because we can’t trust any of you and there are too many empty spots on your calendars.… blah blah blah.

So I gave my resignation right then and there. Not because I wanted to walk away—but because I couldn’t keep betraying myself, my boundaries, and, ultimately, my clients.


The Ugly Truth About Stress in Recovery (and the Lies We Tell Ourselves)

There’s a myth that once you have enough time sober, enough experience, enough credentials, you’ll be bulletproof.
That you’ll have this magical shield against burnout, guilt, or the kind of stress that makes you question everything. It’s a lie. I’m living proof. Ten years sober. All the letters after my name. All the “you’re so strong” comments. And still, I found myself sitting in my car, shaking, after being told my only choices were to burn myself out further or walk away from the job—and the clients—I love.


The System Is Rigged Against Us

This isn’t just my story. This is the story of every clinician, front desk worker, nurse, and case manager who’s been told their boundaries are “inconvenient.”
Who’s been made to feel like caring too much is the real problem. Who’s been gaslit by leadership that talks about “community” and “resilience” while gutting every support we have.

I watched as management meetings fixated on “no-shows” and other easy targets—complaining about chaotic schedules and empty appointment slots—while ignoring the real reasons behind the mess. No-shows aren’t the core problem; they’re just a symptom of a system that’s running on fumes, chronically understaffed and under-supported. Yet every time we brought up issues, the message from leadership was always the same: “If something’s broken, it’s your job to fix it.”

And the silence. The way management pretends not to notice as another good counselor packs up, as another client loses their lifeline, as another staff member goes home sick with shame and rage because they feel guilty for not protecting their team more.


The Human Cost: Moral Injury and Collateral Damage

What’s happening here isn’t just burnout, it’s moral injury.
We are being forced to choose between our ethics and our survival. We’re told to “do no harm” while working in environments that guarantee we will—because there just aren’t enough hours, or staff, or support to do it right. We watch clients fall through the cracks and are told to “document it and move on.” We watch each other break, and are told to “practice self-care,” as if a bubble bath or a gratitude journal can fix what’s being done to us.

Leaving isn’t just about saving ourselves. It’s about refusing to be complicit in a system that chews up the people it claims to serve, and the people who serve them.
I feel guilty for leaving my clients behind. But I also know I can’t keep pouring from an empty cup, or keep pretending that “just trying harder” will make a difference.


The Evidence: Broken by the Numbers

Let’s be brutally honest: the numbers back this up.
Federally Qualified Health Centers (FQHCs)—the backbone of care for millions—are plagued by relentless turnover. In some behavioral health settings, annual turnover rates for counselors soar as high as 35–60% (Rural Health Info). This isn’t an accident. Federal funding, which is supposed to guarantee care for the underserved, comes with so many strings attached that clinics are often forced to meet impossible quotas and documentation requirements. These federal grants—like Section 330 funding—require clinics to serve everyone, regardless of ability to pay, and comply with a mountain of administrative rules (Section 330 info).

What does this mean in practice? Clinicians are run ragged, constantly asked to do more with less, and forced into one-size-fits-all models—including, sometimes, a heavy push toward 12-step recovery or manualized care, because that’s what the funding expects or will reimburse (NHCHC White Paper). While 12-step programs help many, they aren’t the answer for everyone, and this rigidity can leave both staff and clients feeling trapped.

And when counselors burn out and leave, it’s not just a staffing problem—it’s a care crisis. There’s a direct line between these funding structures, the revolving door of clinicians, and the broken relationships and missed care that follow (Commonwealth Fund).


What Needs to Change: Stop Letting Employers Get Away With This

We have to stop normalizing this. We have to stop pretending that martyrdom is a job requirement. Here’s what needs to happen:

  • Call out the bullshit. Stop letting leadership hide behind “policy” or “budget” when they’re really just choosing not to care. Make noise. Document everything. If you’re being pushed to do harm, say so. Out loud. In writing. To anyone who will listen.
  • Demand real support. Flexible schedules, real sick leave, mental health care for staff. Not as perks, but as non-negotiables. Refuse to accept “that’s just the way it is.” It doesn’t have to be.
  • Insist on ethical leadership. Leaders should know our field, value our work, and put staff and clients over optics and profit. We need directors who will fight for us, not just manage us.
  • Unionize, organize, mobilize. If your workplace is broken, talk to your colleagues. Organize. Push for a seat at the table, or make your own table. We are not powerless unless we act alone.
  • Share your story. Stop hiding your pain to protect a system that’s hurting you. Write about it. Talk about it. Shine a light on the cracks.
  • Push for systemic change. This isn’t about one bad boss. It’s about a healthcare system that’s been gutted by bureaucracy and profit motives, leaving the most vulnerable to fend for themselves. We need policy, funding, and a radical re-centering of human beings—both clients and staff.

To My Clients: I’m Sorry, and This Is the Truth

This is where the heartbreak lives.
If you are a client reading this—if you’re one of the people who sat across from me and trusted me with your story, your pain, your hope—I need you to hear this: I am so, so sorry. I wanted to be the steady hand, the safe space, the counselor who wouldn’t leave.

I know what it feels like to have people give up on you. I know how hard it is to trust, to start over, to believe that someone will stay. I promised myself I’d never be the one to let you down. But the truth is, this system is built on the backs of people like me and you—people who give until they’re empty and then are told to give more. I tried to make it work. I tried to fight for you. But I can’t keep pretending that my boundaries don’t matter, that my exhaustion isn’t real, that my own recovery and sanity don’t count.

Leaving doesn’t mean I don’t care. It means I care enough not to become someone who is numb, resentful, or broken.
It means I refuse to be part of a system that sets both of us up to fail. It means I believe you deserve a counselor who isn’t hanging on by a thread, who isn’t being pressured to compromise their ethics or their health.

You are not the problem. The system is. And you deserve so much more.


Ethics and Boundaries: Why We Have to Walk Away Sometimes

Ethically, I can’t stay in a job that forces me to betray my own values.
I can’t be the person who says “just hang in there” when I know the support you need isn’t coming. Boundaries are not abandonment—they’re survival. They are what keep us from doing harm, to you and to ourselves.

I am so protective of you all because I know how often this happens—how counselors leave, how care is interrupted, how you are left to pick up the pieces. That shouldn’t be normal. That shouldn’t be okay. I hope you know that even as I step away, I am still rooting for you. You are my heartbreak and my hope.


A Call to Action: Let’s Stop Accepting This

If you’re a clinician, a client, a policy maker—anyone who’s been hurt by this system—it’s time to speak up. Reach out to me. Share your story. Let’s connect and fight for something better together.

If you’re in leadership, here’s your challenge: listen to your staff. Value your clinicians. Put people before paperwork. Advocate for flexibility, for real support, for funding models that don’t burn us out or force us into one-size-fits-all care.

If you’re a client, know your worth. Demand better—not just from your counselor, but from the system itself. You deserve stability, safety, and care that doesn’t vanish every time the budget shrinks.


Resources & Next Steps


References


**Reach out. Tell your story. Demand more.
This field is broken, but we don’t have to be. Together, we can start to change it.

I Did the Scary Thing (And Now I’m All In With You) 😱💥🤍


Yesterday, I did something wild: I quit my day job as a clinical substance use counselor. 🚪👋🧑‍⚕️

If you’ve followed my journey, you know I don’t do “safe and easy.” 🚫🛋️ I do honest. ✨🗣️ I do progress, not perfection. 🛤️✅ And right now, that means betting on myself—and you. 🎲🤝💪

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Wednesday, January 14, 2026

When Federal Cuts Hit Home: What the $2 Billion SAMHSA Grant Slashes Mean for Wisconsin’s Recovery Community


If you’re like me—a clinical substance use counselor and someone in recovery—this latest funding bombshell from SAMHSA isn’t just numbers on a page. It’s a gut punch to the programs and people we rely on every single day.

Without warning, nearly $2 billion in grants that support substance use disorder (SUD) treatment and mental health services nationwide have been abruptly cut or terminated. Wisconsin is staring down a loss of more than $225 million in federal funding for programs that have helped turn the tide on overdose deaths, support families in crisis, and keep recovery on track for thousands.

What’s Actually Happening? Immediate Terminations vs. Future Cuts

Let’s clear the air upfront: this isn’t just a future funding squeeze. Hundreds of grants were abruptly terminated recently—meaning funding for ongoing projects stopped cold. This sudden pullback is not only destabilizing but downright reckless.

At the same time, many other grants face steep cuts or elimination in the upcoming fiscal year 2026. These include block grants, prevention programs, treatment initiatives, and recovery support services—programs awarded based on documented needs and bipartisan Congressional appropriations.

According to the Department of Health and Human Services, these terminations came because some projects were deemed “no longer aligned with agency priorities.” But those priorities clash with the urgent, documented needs of communities battling record-high overdose deaths and mental health crises.

Wisconsin, like many states, is fighting back—joining a coalition suing to block these terminations and pressing Congress to restore funding during the appropriations process.

Breaking Down the Grants: What Types Are on the Chopping Block?

SAMHSA’s grants fall into several broad buckets, each critical in its own right:

  • Block Grants: These are large, flexible funds awarded to states to support a wide range of mental health and substance use services. While not all block grants were cut outright, many face severe reductions or uncertainty for 2026, threatening the backbone of state programs.
  • Prevention and Overdose Programs: Funding that supports harm reduction, overdose prevention, and education initiatives is facing sharp cuts. Nationally, about $350 million was cut from addiction and overdose-prevention funding, with Wisconsin programs at risk of losing significant chunks.
  • Treatment Grants: These support clinics, medication-assisted treatment (MAT), counseling, and wraparound services. Cuts here directly impact the availability and quality of care.
  • Recovery Support and Housing: Grants that fund sober housing, peer recovery coaching, and community supports—like the recent $45 million awarded in Wisconsin for young adult sober housing—are on the line. Losing these puts early recovery stability at risk.
  • Advocacy and Mental Health Watchdog Programs: Programs that monitor quality and protect rights, like Wisconsin’s Protection and Advocacy for Individuals with Mental Illness, are expected to lose more than 60% of their funding next year.

Why Wisconsin Feels This Harder Than Most

This isn’t just a national problem playing out in a vacuum. Wisconsin’s overdose and fentanyl crisis is severe, and these grants have been a lifeline.

  • Our rural communities rely heavily on federal dollars to bring mental health and substance use services where state resources can’t reach.
  • Wisconsin’s innovative school-based mental health initiatives, which have helped hundreds of students, face funding wipes that could force cuts or closures.
  • Local budgets are already strained. Recently, Republicans cut $10 million from school-based mental health after requests for increases. Layer on federal cuts, and the system faces collapse.
  • The state’s mental health watchdog groups, crucial for oversight, are losing the funds needed to keep programs accountable and effective.

The Human Side: Stories from the Frontlines of Recovery

I’ve seen firsthand what these programs mean—not just as a counselor but as someone deeply embedded in this community. I’m currently offering pro bono recovery coaching services to help expand access because I know what it’s like when resources vanish and people are left hanging. Recovery isn’t some abstract concept; it’s a daily grind of finding stability, battling triggers, and rebuilding a life piece by piece.

Take, for example, “Sarah” (name changed). She’s a young adult in early recovery who found a lifeline through sober housing funded by SAMHSA grants. That housing gave her a stable place to heal, connect with peers, and get back on her feet. Without that, her chances of relapse skyrocket. This story mirrors countless others I’ve coached—people who rely on these supports to keep moving forward, day after day.

Recovery coaching is about more than just motivation. It’s helping clients navigate complex systems, secure housing, find jobs, and rebuild relationships. When funds dry up, those lifelines fray, and the ripple effects are devastating.

Concrete Data: What’s at Stake in Wisconsin

Numbers don’t lie. Wisconsin saw a 14% drop in overdose deaths in 2023, a win driven largely by the prevention and treatment programs funded through SAMHSA grants. These programs serve thousands annually—providing medication-assisted treatment (MAT), overdose reversal training, crisis intervention, and peer recovery support.

  • The Protection and Advocacy for Individuals with Mental Illness program in Wisconsin faces a cut of over 60% in its 2026 budget, threatening legal and advocacy services for some of the most vulnerable.
  • Recovery housing programs, vital for young adults in early recovery, received $45 million recently from SAMHSA, a lifeline now hanging in the balance.
  • Overdose prevention programs, which include distributing naloxone (Narcan) and training community members, face cuts nationally totaling $350 million, with Wisconsin programs deeply affected.

These aren’t just abstract budget lines. They represent real people—mothers, fathers, neighbors—whose lives these programs have saved or stabilized.

Why Federal Funding Matters: Busting Myths and Breaking Stigma

A common misconception is that addiction and recovery are purely personal failings or family issues. That’s dead wrong. Substance use disorder is a complex medical condition that requires comprehensive support systems.

Federal funding isn’t a handout—it’s the backbone of public health infrastructure for mental health and addiction services, especially in rural and underserved areas like many parts of Wisconsin. State budgets and private funding can’t fill these gaps alone.

Programs funded by SAMHSA provide access to evidence-based treatments, peer recovery coaching, crisis intervention, and housing supports. These are the practical tools that help people rebuild lives and reduce the enormous societal costs of untreated addiction—like emergency medical care, incarceration, and lost productivity.

When these funds get cut, it’s not just budgets shrinking—it’s recovery chances shrinking.

Voices from the Frontlines

The National Alliance on Mental Illness (NAMI) Wisconsin released a statement expressing deep disappointment, urging leaders to prevent these cuts because they threaten the very services that save lives and support recovery.

Senator Tammy Baldwin called the cuts “catastrophic,” highlighting how they undermine Wisconsin’s fight against the opioid epidemic and mental health crises.

These aren’t partisan complaints—they are grounded in the real-world impact on public health and safety.

What This Means for Counselors and People in Recovery

As someone in the trenches, this hits home hard:

  • Job security and resources are on the line. Programs losing funding risk layoffs, and the loss of training and materials makes our jobs harder.
  • Caseloads will spike. Fewer programs and staff mean longer waitlists and less individual attention for people who need help now.
  • Clients lose lifelines. Recovery housing, crisis lines, peer support, and overdose prevention programs keep people alive and sober. Cut those, and relapse, overdose, and death rates climb.
  • The ripple effect. When prevention and recovery supports falter, entire communities suffer—families, workplaces, schools.

What We Still Don’t Know—and Why We Need to Stay Vigilant

There’s uncertainty about how Congress will respond in the coming weeks. Will these funds be restored? Will legal challenges succeed? The landscape is still shifting.

That means staying informed, engaged, and vocal is crucial. The people in recovery and those who support them can’t afford to be silent.

A Vision Forward: What Restored Funding Could Mean

Imagine a Wisconsin where:

  • Every person seeking help can access evidence-based treatment without delays.
  • Recovery housing is widely available to stabilize people in early recovery.
  • Schools have robust mental health programs that catch issues early and reduce crises.
  • The 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline is fully staffed and responsive 24/7.
  • Counselors and peer coaches have the resources and training to do their best work.

Restoring and expanding these funds isn’t just a wish—it’s a necessity if we want to keep moving forward in this fight.

What Can You Do?

  • Call your U.S. Representatives and Senators. Tell them Wisconsin needs these funds restored to protect lives and recovery.
  • Support local programs. Volunteer, donate, or advocate for organizations filling the gaps.
  • Spread the word. Share this information widely to build awareness and pressure.
  • Build community. Recovery thrives on connection—use your networks to organize support and action.

This isn’t just a budget issue—it’s about survival. For those of us who have faced addiction and fought for recovery, these cuts strike at the heart of what keeps us going.

We can’t let these programs fall. We owe it to ourselves, our clients, and our communities to fight back.


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TikTok

 Holy shit, y’all — I just hit 17,000 followers on TikTok!!!

🎉🎉🎉Who would’ve thought a 42-year-old, overweight, dysfunctional, fast wreck of a human like me would have 17,000 people out there hitting a button saying, “Yeah, I wanna hear what she’s saying. I’m here for this.” That’s fucking amazing. I’m still pinching myself.
I’m Belinda Morey — author, clinician, speaker, blogger, board member, subject matter expert, advocate, coach — and I’m here to be rich in impact. Not the money kind (though hey, that’d be nice), but rich in the kind of impact that moves people, changes lives, and connects with those of us who haven’t been buried by life yet.If you’re not following me on TikTok — @progress_is_progress — what are you even doing?? Come join the party. Help me blow this thing UP. Help me reach the people who need to hear this message but haven’t found it yet. This is my mission, my heart, my everything.
You can find me everywhere: Facebook, Instagram, X, my Facebook group, and especially my blog at progressisprogress.substack.com and the Progress is Progress Recovery School on SKOOL.
Let’s celebrate this wild ride together. Drop a comment, share this, tag a friend, scream it from the rooftops with me! I want to hear from YOU — What’s your story? How are you showing up today? Let’s build something amazing, together.17,000 strong and just getting started. LET’S GO!

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