My name is Trish, and I’m from Harlan, KY.
I became a recovery connector because people suffering and struggling with addiction have enough excuses to not get better. I don’t ever want “no one cares” to be one of those excuses for anyone who might have access to me.
I don’t want anyone to have to feel like no one cares. It’s so easy to look at someone struggling and say, “How sad, I wish they could be better.” But, there has to be action to accompany those words for any real change to happen.
For as far back as I can remember, I knew what drugs were. I knew that my dad used. I knew that some of my friends weren’t allowed at my house because he used. Which was absolutely fair, looking back. Anyway, I remember how people talked down to him. I remember people saying he’d never get clean. I remember all the nights he’d cry and say he didn’t deserve to be here. I didn’t get to see him actually recover. My dad was “clean” for one month exactly, in the hospital, before he died. He’d been in a car accident, and I assume he had a blood clot. My pap refused the autopsy. I was 15.
I don’t mean to ramble. I say all of this to say that seeing people recover, seeing parents get their kids back, getting to watch people go to work and school - it’s so precious. I could never explain the joy in my heart to be able to see it. I became a connector because I want to do anything to help anyone that I can, to accomplish these things. I am the one who cares, and I think you should be someone who cares as well.
There’s no money involved. Not really any significant amount of time to become a connector. You’re on your phone longer per day than it takes to attend the class, I’d be willing to bet.
What do you have to lose? Because the longer we don’t put the action with the words, the more we lose - and we’re losing people.
Recovery Connectors training begins on January 19th from 6pm to 7pm (with more classes to follow). There is no limit to class size or restrictions on who can join.