Truth and Recovery

For much of my addiction, I would have told you that I valued honesty. I knew lying was wrong, and I didn’t necessarily think of myself as a dishonest person.

The problem was that I became very good at deciding when the whole truth wasn’t necessary.

I could almost always rationalize why telling the truth—or at least the whole truth—wasn’t the best thing to do in a particular situation. Maybe telling the truth would cause unnecessary pain. Maybe the person wouldn’t understand. Maybe it wasn’t really any of their business. Maybe nothing good could come from telling them.

And sometimes I would tell the truth. Just not all of it.

I became very good at telling enough of the truth that, if I was ever confronted, I could defend myself by saying, “I didn’t lie to you.”

Technically, that might have been true.

But I wasn’t living truthfully.

There is a difference between saying something that is true and allowing someone to know the truth. I could carefully choose my words, leave out an important detail, or answer exactly what was asked without volunteering what I knew the other person really needed to know. I could give someone enough information to satisfy them while withholding enough information to protect myself.

Looking back, I think much of that was about control.

But even control wasn’t the deepest issue.

Underneath the control was fear.

I believe one of our greatest human desires and needs is safety. We want to know that we’re going to be okay. We want our relationships to be safe. We want to know that we belong, that we are accepted, and that the people who matter to us aren’t going to abandon us.

The problem is that truth doesn’t always feel safe.

If I tell you the whole truth, I lose control over what happens next.

You might become angry. You might be disappointed in me. You might think differently about me. You might reject me. I might lose something important to me. There may be consequences that I don’t want to face.

So I learned to control the information.

If I could control what you knew, perhaps I could control how you responded. And if I could control your response, maybe I could keep myself safe.

That’s one of the problems with simply telling someone in recovery, “You need to stop lying.”

Of course we need to stop lying. Honesty is foundational to recovery. But if we only address the lying, we may never get to the reason the person feels the need to lie in the first place.

Behind every behavior is a feeling. Behind every feeling is a need.

What if behind the deception is fear?

What if behind the fear is a need for safety?

And what if control has become the unhealthy way I’ve learned to try to meet that need?

That changes the questions we need to ask.

Instead of only asking, “Why did I lie?” perhaps I need to ask, “What was I afraid would happen if I told the truth?”

What am I trying to control?

What do I believe will happen if I stop trying to control it?

Those are uncomfortable questions.

There are certainly times when we don’t owe someone every detail of our lives. Privacy isn’t dishonesty. Boundaries aren’t dishonesty. Not everybody deserves to hear my story.

But there’s another question I have learned is much harder to escape:

Am I withholding this because it genuinely doesn’t need to be shared, or am I withholding it because I want you to believe something that isn’t really true?

That’s where I can no longer hide behind, “But I didn’t lie.”

That isn’t intimacy. It’s image management.

And image management may give me the feeling of safety for a while, but eventually it creates the very thing I’m afraid of.

Distance.

I may hide because I’m afraid of losing the relationship, but hiding prevents me from ever being fully known within that relationship.

I may fear that if you really knew me you wouldn’t accept me. So I show you the version of myself that I think you will accept. Then, when you do accept me, I can’t fully receive it.

Because somewhere inside I still wonder, “Would you accept me if you really knew?”

Deception offers temporary protection, but it does so at the cost of genuine connection.

That’s one reason truth is so important in recovery.

Jesus said, “You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” (John 8:32, CSB)

We usually like the freedom part, but the truth part can be terrifying.

Truth requires vulnerability. It requires me to surrender control of what happens after the truth is known.

I can tell you the truth, but I cannot control how you respond to it.

I can acknowledge what I’ve done, but I cannot demand forgiveness.

I can become trustworthy, but I cannot demand that you trust me.

I can make amends, but I cannot determine whether the relationship survives.

Recovery is teaching me that I don’t have to manipulate reality in order to be safe.

I can experience fear without trying to control everything around me. I can seek safety through healthy relationships, boundaries, community, faith, and asking for help rather than through secrecy and manipulation.

And perhaps most importantly, I can begin to discover that being known doesn’t have to mean being abandoned.

The Christian faith tells us something remarkable about God: He already knows.

There is no carefully edited version of my story that fools Him. There is no information I can control in order to manage His perception of me. He knows the whole truth.

And still He invites me into the light.

First John 1:7 tells us, “If we walk in the light as he himself is in the light, we have fellowship with one another.”

Maybe walking in the light isn’t simply about learning to stop telling lies.

Maybe it’s learning that I no longer have to hide in order to survive.

Addiction taught me to protect myself.

Shame taught me to hide myself.

Fear taught me to control what you knew about me.

Recovery is teaching me something different.

Tell the truth.

Allow yourself to be known.

Give up control of what happens next.

And discover that the safety I spent so many years trying to manufacture through secrecy may actually be found in truth, connection, and grace.

Coaching and Therapy: Partners in Recovery, Not Competitors

One of the questions I’m asked from time to time is, “What’s the difference between coaching and therapy?”

As someone who is a Certified Recovery Coach, you might expect me to argue that coaching is the better option. The truth is, I can’t honestly say that because therapy has been one of the most valuable investments I’ve made in my own recovery.

Over the years, I’ve spent time with therapists, attended group therapy, and worked with recovery coaches. Looking back, I don’t see them as competitors. I see them as partners. Each has played an important role in helping me become the person I am today.

What Therapy Gave Me

Therapists receive extensive education and clinical training that I simply do not have. They are equipped to assess mental health concerns, understand the effects of trauma, recognize unhealthy patterns, and help people process painful experiences.

Some of the greatest breakthroughs in my own recovery came through therapy.

Therapy helped me understand why I reacted the way I did. It helped me recognize the impact of childhood wounds, unhealthy beliefs, and emotional patterns that had influenced my life for years.

For that, I am deeply grateful.

If I reach a place in my life where I need that kind of help again, I won’t hesitate to schedule an appointment with my therapist.

What Coaching Has Given Me

Coaching has been different.

Many of the recovery coaches I’ve worked with were willing to share their own stories. They weren’t simply teaching principles—they were living proof that recovery was possible.

There was something powerful about hearing someone say, “I’ve been where you are.”

They shared practical tools that had helped them. They talked honestly about setbacks, victories, fears, and hope.

That openness gave me permission to be honest about my own struggles.

Today, that’s one of the things I appreciate most about coaching. I have the freedom to share my own experience when I believe it will benefit the person sitting across from me.

I’m not sharing my story because I think my experience is the answer for everyone. I share it because recovery can feel lonely, and sometimes people simply need to know they aren’t walking the road by themselves.

More Than Past vs. Future

People often describe the difference this way:

“Therapy focuses on the past. Coaching focuses on the future.”

There’s truth in that, but I think it’s an oversimplification.

As a recovery coach, I spend time talking about the past with clients. We look at relapse patterns, childhood experiences, unhealthy beliefs, and the stories people tell themselves. We ask questions like:

  • What were you feeling before the relapse?
  • What need were you trying to meet?
  • Where have you experienced this feeling before?
  • What belief or story are you living out?

Those conversations matter.

The difference isn’t that coaches never talk about the past. The difference is why we’re talking about it.

A therapist may explore the past to help heal psychological wounds.

A recovery coach may explore the past to help identify patterns, increase awareness, and develop practical strategies for living differently today.

The destination is different, even when the conversation travels through similar places.

Different Roles—Same Goal

I don’t believe therapy and coaching are trying to accomplish exactly the same thing.

Therapy often helps us understand and heal from the wounds that continue to influence our lives.

Coaching helps us take what we’re learning and put it into practice.

One asks important questions like, “How did I get here?”

The other often asks, “Now that I understand more, what am I going to do differently?”

Insight is incredibly valuable.

But I don’t believe people heal simply because they gain insight.

They heal when insight becomes action.

That’s where coaching has made such a difference in my own recovery and in the lives of many people I’ve had the privilege of walking beside.

Isn’t Anyone a Coach?

One concern I hear occasionally is that anyone can call themselves a coach.

There is some truth to that.

Unlike licensed mental health professionals, coaching is not regulated in the same way. That means there are excellent coaches—and there are people who begin coaching without much training at all.

When you’re looking for a coach, ask questions.

What training have they received?

Do they have recognized certifications?

Do they continue learning?

Do they know when to refer someone to a therapist instead of trying to handle issues outside their expertise?

Those questions matter.

Personally, I wanted more than just my own recovery experience. I wanted to serve people responsibly.

That’s why I became certified through the International Association of Professional Recovery Coaches (IAPRC). I’ve also completed training in Trauma-Informed Care, Story Work, and additional specialized training that continues to shape how I coach today.

Education doesn’t replace experience.

Experience doesn’t replace education.

I believe both matter.

Knowing My Role

One of the responsibilities of a good recovery coach is knowing the limits of their role.

I don’t diagnose mental health disorders, and I don’t provide psychotherapy.

There are times when the best thing I can do for a client is encourage them to work with a licensed therapist. In fact, many of my clients benefit from both therapy and coaching.

I don’t see therapists as competitors.

I see them as partners.

When someone needs therapy, I want them to receive excellent therapy.

If coaching can help them put that healing into practice through accountability, emotional awareness, healthy relationships, and daily recovery tools, I’m grateful to walk alongside them.

Recovery Isn’t About Choosing Sides

Sometimes people ask me whether they should see a therapist or work with a coach.

My answer is often, “Why not both?”

Some seasons of life call for deep healing.

Some seasons call for accountability, practical tools, and someone to walk beside you as you put those tools into practice.

I’ve personally benefited from both.

Recovery has never been about proving which approach is better.

It’s about helping people heal.

And sometimes healing is strongest when therapists and coaches work together, each serving within their own role, for the good of the person seeking freedom.

Denial Doesn’t Remove Consequences – It Just Hides Them

One of the greatest obstacles to recovery isn’t addiction itself. It’s denial.

When we hear the word denial, we often picture someone refusing to admit they have a problem. Sometimes that’s true, but denial is usually much more subtle than that. It whispers things like:

“It’s not that bad.”

“I can stop whenever I want.”

“I’m not hurting anyone.”

“This will be the last time.”

“Everyone struggles with something.”

Denial doesn’t always reject reality. More often, it reshapes reality just enough that we can continue doing what we want to do.

One of the most dangerous things denial does is blind us to consequences.

That doesn’t mean the consequences disappear. It simply means we stop seeing them.

We stop noticing how our addiction is affecting our marriage because the conflict has become normal.

We stop recognizing the distance growing between us and our children.

We stop seeing how much mental energy is consumed by hiding, planning, lying, or recovering from acting out.

We stop realizing how disconnected we’ve become from God because we’ve convinced ourselves that shame means we should stay away instead of drawing near.

The consequences continue to grow even while denial tells us everything is under control.

At the same time, I don’t believe consequences should be our primary motivation for recovery.

If the only reason I’m changing is to avoid divorce, keep my job, stay out of jail, or keep people from finding out, then my recovery is built on fear. Fear may get my attention, but it rarely produces lasting transformation.

That’s one reason so many people return to old behaviors once the immediate crisis passes. When the pressure decreases, so does the motivation.

Real recovery has to become about something bigger.

It becomes about honesty instead of hiding.

Connection instead of isolation.

Healing instead of simply surviving.

Becoming the person God created us to be rather than merely avoiding another consequence.

Consequences may wake us up, but purpose is what keeps us moving forward.

The irony is that denial not only hides consequences—it also hides the deeper issues that fuel addiction.

Many people eventually admit they have an addiction but remain in denial about the loneliness, grief, fear, shame, anger, or unmet needs underneath it.

I’ve often said:

Behind every behavior is a feeling. Behind every feeling is a need.

If we remain in denial about those deeper needs, recovery becomes a battle of willpower instead of a journey of healing.

Jesus said,

“Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” (John 8:32, CSB)

Notice the order.

Truth comes before freedom.

Freedom begins where denial ends.

That doesn’t mean beating ourselves up or living in condemnation. It means having the courage to honestly answer questions like:

  • What is this addiction really costing me?
  • What am I trying not to see?
  • What feelings am I avoiding?
  • What need am I trying to meet in unhealthy ways?

Those questions aren’t meant to produce shame.

They’re meant to produce freedom.

Because denial doesn’t remove consequences.

It only hides them until they’re too big to ignore.

The good news is that honesty opens the door to healing.

The moment we stop defending our addiction is often the moment we finally begin recovering from it.

When Recovery Is Disappointing

Disappointment is an emotion we don’t talk about very often in recovery.

We talk about shame. We talk about guilt. We talk about anger, fear, and loneliness. But disappointment often sits quietly in the background, shaping the way we think without us ever recognizing it.

In many ways, disappointment is the gap between what we expected and what actually happened.

“I thought I’d be further along by now.”

“I thought my marriage would be better.”

“I thought the cravings would be gone.”

“I thought if I prayed enough, God would take this away.”

Those disappointments can become dangerous if they go unprocessed. Left alone, disappointment often grows into discouragement. Discouragement can become hopelessness. And hopelessness is fertile ground for relapse.

One of the principles I often share with clients is this:

Behind every behavior is a feeling. Behind every feeling is a need.

When someone relapses, the question is often, “What happened?”

A better question may be, “What disappointment was never processed?”

Perhaps they were disappointed in themselves after making another mistake. Perhaps they were disappointed that a spouse wasn’t responding the way they hoped. Perhaps they were disappointed that recovery wasn’t producing the life they imagined.

The relapse may be the behavior, but disappointment may be the feeling underneath it.

Disappointment and expectation

Disappointment often invites us to examine our expectations. Expectations themselves aren’t the problem. Healthy relationships require them. The question is whether our expectations are healthy.

Unhealthy expectations usually share one or more of these characteristics. They are unspoken—we expect others to know what we need without ever communicating it. They are rigid—there is only one acceptable outcome. They are unrealistic—we expect people to give what they simply cannot. Or they become demanding—they shift from “I hope this happens” to “You owe me this.”

When expectations become unspoken, rigid, unrealistic, or demanding, disappointment is almost inevitable. But when they are communicated honestly, held with humility, and grounded in reality, they create opportunities for understanding rather than resentment.

Disappointment with Yourself

Most people in recovery know this feeling well.

You hit thirty days and thought you would feel different.

You reached one year, but your anxiety is still there.

You find yourself struggling with thoughts you assumed would be gone by now.

It’s easy to begin believing statements like:

“I’ll never change.”

“This is just who I am.”

“I always mess this up.”

Notice how quickly disappointment can become an identity statement.

There’s a world of difference between saying, “I’m disappointed that I relapsed,” and saying, “I’m a disappointment.”

One is an honest emotion.

The other is a false identity.

Recovery requires learning to tell the truth without allowing the truth to define who we are.

Disappointment with Others

Many people entered addiction carrying years of disappointment.

A parent wasn’t emotionally available.

A spouse betrayed their trust.

A church failed to protect them.

A friend walked away when they needed someone most.

Those experiences often become beliefs:

“People can’t be trusted.”

“I’m on my own.”

“If I need someone, I’ll just get hurt again.”

Those beliefs naturally push us toward isolation.

The tragedy is that isolation feels safe, but healing happens through connection.

Not everyone is safe. Healthy boundaries matter. But refusing to trust anyone because someone disappointed us only keeps the wound alive.

Disappointment with God

This may be the hardest disappointment to admit.

Many Christians quietly carry thoughts like these:

“I’ve prayed for years.”

“I’ve begged God to take this away.”

“I’ve tried to obey.”

“So why am I still struggling?”

Unfortunately, many people believe those thoughts are sinful simply because they are directed toward God. They hide them, hoping that pretending everything is fine somehow demonstrates faith.

Yet Scripture tells a different story.

Job questioned God.

Jeremiah poured out his frustration.

Lamentations gives voice to overwhelming grief.

David repeatedly cried, “How long, Lord?”

Even Jesus quoted Psalm 22 from the cross: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

Notice what these people did.

They didn’t leave the conversation.

They brought their disappointment to God instead of allowing disappointment to drive them away from Him.

That’s biblical lament.

Lament is not rebellion.

Lament is honest relationship.

I sometimes wonder if God is less concerned with the emotions we bring Him than with whether we bring them at all.

Many people in addiction have spent years hiding—from others, from themselves, and even from God.

Recovery invites something radically different.

Honesty.

You can’t have intimacy without honesty.

God already knows your disappointment. He isn’t asking you to hide it. He’s inviting you to bring it into the relationship.

Disappointment often reveals an expectation that wasn’t fulfilled.

Sometimes those expectations are realistic.

Sometimes they’re assumptions we’ve made about how God should work.

Either way, disappointment becomes an opportunity to examine not only our circumstances but also our expectations.

Choosing Hope

Hope is not pretending disappointment doesn’t exist.

Hope is choosing to remain engaged even when life hasn’t turned out the way you expected.

Recovery is rarely a straight line.

Relationships aren’t instantly restored.

Healing takes longer than we’d like.

Growth often feels painfully slow.

Yet every day we choose honesty instead of hiding, connection instead of isolation, and truth instead of shame, we are moving forward—even when it doesn’t feel like it.

Disappointment doesn’t mean recovery isn’t working.

Sometimes disappointment is simply exposing where we’ve placed our expectations.

Instead of allowing disappointment to convince you to give up, let it become an invitation to ask deeper questions.

What expectation wasn’t met?

What need is underneath this feeling?

What story am I beginning to tell myself?

Who is safe enough for me to talk to about this?

And perhaps the most important question of all:

Am I allowing disappointment to drive me away from God, or am I bringing it honestly into my relationship with Him?

The people who experience lasting freedom are rarely those who never become disappointed.

They are the ones who refuse to let disappointment have the final word.

Instead, they allow it to become another place where God meets them with truth, grace, and hope.

When Your Relapse Date Becomes Your Identity

One of the most heartbreaking messages I receive from people in recovery goes something like this:

“I’m at 15 days. I know I’ll probably relapse today or tomorrow.”

Notice what isn’t being described.

They’re not talking about overwhelming temptation.

They’re not talking about a specific trigger.

They’re talking about a belief.

Some people relapse every seven days. Others every thirty days. Others every ninety days. After enough repetitions, they begin to expect it.

Eventually, they don’t just remember their relapse pattern—they begin to identify with it.

There’s a significant difference between these two statements:

“I relapsed at 15 days.”

“I only make it 15 days.”

The first is a fact.

The second is an identity statement.

That distinction matters more than we often realize.

Facts describe what happened.

Identity statements describe who we believe we are.

When someone says, “I relapsed at 15 days,” they’re describing an event in the past.

When they say, “I only make it 15 days,” they’re predicting the future based on the past. They’ve begun to believe that fifteen days is simply who they are.

Once that belief takes root, something interesting happens.

Day 15 is no longer a milestone.

It becomes a threat.

Instead of celebrating two weeks of healthy choices, they spend Days 13 and 14 waiting for the collapse.

They become anxious.

They begin scanning for urges.

Every tempting thought feels like confirmation that the relapse is coming.

Instead of thinking, “I’ve made it fourteen days!”

They’re thinking, “Here it comes.”

The calendar hasn’t changed.

Their belief has.

And beliefs shape behavior.

The calendar doesn’t make you relapse.

Your beliefs about the calendar can.

I’ve seen this happen with people who count sobriety days. Counting days isn’t wrong. For many people it provides accountability, encouragement, and a way to celebrate progress.

But for others, the calendar quietly becomes a countdown to failure.

Rather than seeing Day 15 as evidence of growth, they see it as the day they always lose.

It’s almost as though they’ve given a number power it never actually possessed.

The relapse often begins before the behavior.

It begins when the person has already accepted defeat in their mind.

One of the questions I like to ask clients is this:

“What are you believing right now that makes relapse seem like the best option?”

That question usually uncovers something much deeper than behavior.

“I’m never going to change.”

“I’m too broken.”

“I’ve always failed here.”

“This is who I am.”

These aren’t simply thoughts.

They’re beliefs.

And beliefs influence our choices.

This is why language matters.

Consider the difference:

  • I relapsed.
  • I’m a relapser.
  • I failed.
  • I’m a failure.
  • I lost my temper.
  • I’m an angry person.
  • I made it to Day 15 before relapsing.
  • I only make it 15 days.

The first statement in each pair describes something that happened.

The second describes who we believe we are.

Our brains have an interesting tendency. Once we accept an identity, we start collecting evidence to support it.

If I believe I’m a failure, every mistake becomes proof.

If I believe I always relapse at Day 15, every temptation near Day 15 feels like confirmation.

The pattern becomes a prophecy.

As followers of Christ, we should recognize another voice in this conversation.

Scripture calls Satan “the accuser.” His accusations almost always sound like identity statements.

“You’re hopeless.”

“You’ll never change.”

“This is who you are.”

The Holy Spirit works differently.

Conviction is specific.

Condemnation is global.

Conviction says, “You sinned.”

Condemnation says, “You are your sin.”

Recovery requires honesty about our failures, but it also requires refusing to let our failures define our identity.

One of my favorite prayers in Scripture comes from the desperate father in Mark 9.

When Jesus spoke about believing, the father replied,

“I do believe; help my unbelief!” (Mark 9:24, CSB)

That sounds a lot like recovery.

“I believe change is possible… help my unbelief.”

“I believe You love me… help my unbelief.”

“I believe freedom is possible… help my unbelief.”

Notice that Jesus didn’t reject the man because his faith was imperfect.

He honored his honesty.

Perhaps that’s where many of us need to begin.

Not by pretending we never doubt.

But by asking God to help us believe what is true.

Your past may explain where you’ve been.

It does not get to decide who you’re becoming.

So if you find yourself approaching the day you usually relapse, don’t ask only, “How do I avoid temptation?”

Ask a deeper question:

“What am I believing about myself right now?”

Because recovery isn’t just about changing behaviors.

It’s about replacing lies with truth.

And sometimes the most important victory isn’t making it past Day 15.

It’s refusing to believe that Day 15 has the power to define you.

The Lie That Keeps Us in the Dark

One of the greatest lies addiction ever told me wasn’t that my behavior was harmless.

It was that I had to keep hiding.

For years, I believed that if anyone truly knew me—if they knew what I had done, what I struggled with, or what I was thinking—they would reject me. So I became an expert at managing appearances. I carefully controlled what people saw while desperately trying to keep the truth hidden.

Looking back, I wasn’t free.

I was exhausted.

Every conversation carried the fear of exposure. Every unexpected phone call made my heart race. Every knock at the door caused anxiety. The addiction itself was exhausting, but carrying the secret was just as heavy.

Then everything came crashing down.

Most people assume that the day I went to jail was the day I lost my freedom.

The truth is, I had already lost it years before.

I remember a friend named Rob coming to visit me while I was sitting in my jail cell. I told him something that surprised even me.

“I feel more freedom sitting here in this cell than I have in years because I don’t have anything else hidden. The fear of exposure is gone.”

Think about that for a moment.

I was physically confined, yet internally I had begun to experience a freedom I hadn’t known in a very long time.

That doesn’t mean jail was enjoyable. It doesn’t mean the consequences weren’t devastating. It certainly doesn’t mean I would ever want to repeat that experience.

It simply means I discovered something I had never understood before.

Freedom and circumstances are not always the same thing.

The Vampire Lie

I’ve often thought about shame like this.

Shame convinces us we’re vampires.

It whispers that if we ever step into the light—if people really knew us—we would burst into flames.

So we stay in the darkness because we believe it’s the only place we can survive.

But that’s the lie.

When we finally step into the light, we discover we aren’t destroyed.

The chains that have bound us begin to melt away.

The very thing we feared would kill us becomes the place where healing begins.

Shame Thrives in the Dark

Shame has one primary goal:

Keep the secret.

It tells us:

“If they knew the real you, they would never love you.”

“If you confess, you’ll lose everything.”

“You have to fix yourself before you can be honest.”

Those lies keep countless people trapped for years.

The tragedy is that the hiding often becomes more imprisoning than the addiction itself.

Shame feeds on darkness.

It loses its power in the light.

That doesn’t mean everyone will respond perfectly when we tell the truth. Some people won’t. Some relationships will change. Some consequences will remain.

But truth still has a way of breaking shame’s grip.

The Freedom That Remains

One lesson I’ve learned is that freedom is not the absence of consequences.

Because of my crime, I live every day with consequences that will remain for the rest of my life.

Those consequences are real.

But they no longer define whether I am free.

For years I thought I was free because I could do whatever I wanted.

I now understand that wasn’t freedom at all.

It was slavery disguised as independence.

Today, I live with consequences, but I also live with peace, honesty, healthy relationships, and a freedom I never experienced while trying to hide.

I’d choose this life every single time.

The Invitation

Jesus said,

“You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” (John 8:32, CSB)

Notice what He didn’t say.

He didn’t say that the absence of consequences would set us free.

He didn’t say that pretending would set us free.

He didn’t say that hiding would set us free.

He said the truth would.

If you’re carrying a secret today, shame is probably telling you to stay hidden just a little longer.

Don’t believe it.

The darkness isn’t protecting you.

It’s imprisoning you.

You are not a vampire.

The light will not destroy you.

It may very well become the place where your chains begin to melt away.

Freedom doesn’t begin when your circumstances change.

Freedom begins when you stop hiding.

When You Don’t Know What Healthy Looks Like

“A person who is full tramples on a honeycomb, but to a hungry person, any bitter thing is sweet.” — Proverbs 27:7 (CSB)

I recently came across a quote that has stayed with me:

“When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.”

It is one of those statements that makes you stop and think. Not because it excuses unhealthy choices, but because it helps explain them.

One of the questions people often ask is:

“Why doesn’t she just leave?”

“Why does he keep going back?”

“Why would anyone choose that?”

At first glance, those seem like reasonable questions. But they often reveal a misunderstanding about how people develop.

Those questions assume the person has a healthy relationship to compare their current one against.

Many don’t.

We Think Our Normal Is Normal

I grew up in a home marked by alcoholism.

It wasn’t until I was well into grade school that I realized not every family lived that way.

As a child, I didn’t think my family was unusual. I assumed every home functioned like mine.

Children don’t have a basis for comparison.

They don’t evaluate their environment against some universal standard of healthy family life.

They simply assume:

“This is what families are.”

If yelling is normal, it becomes normal.

If emotional distance is normal, it becomes normal.

If addiction is normal, it becomes normal.

If manipulation is normal, it becomes normal.

Our understanding of relationships is shaped long before we’re old enough to evaluate whether those relationships are healthy.

Familiar Often Feels Safer Than Healthy

One of the painful realities of trauma is that our nervous system often prefers what is familiar over what is healthy.

Someone raised in chaos may actually feel uncomfortable in peace.

Someone raised with criticism may distrust encouragement.

Someone raised with inconsistent love may become suspicious of consistency.

This is why people sometimes remain in abusive relationships.

They are not choosing abuse because they enjoy suffering.

They’re choosing what their mind and body have learned to recognize as familiar.

To someone who has always lived around emotional knives, the knives don’t seem unusual.

They’re just life.

Hunger Changes What Looks Good

Proverbs says,

“To a hungry person, any bitter thing is sweet.”

Hunger changes perception.

Physical hunger makes food that would normally be rejected suddenly seem desirable.

Emotional hunger does something similar.

A starving heart will often accept attention instead of love.

Control instead of safety.

Intensity instead of intimacy.

Approval instead of acceptance.

Temporary relief instead of healing.

The person isn’t necessarily looking for pain.

They’re looking for nourishment.

Unfortunately, sometimes they’ve only learned how to receive it in ways that wound them.

Addiction Is Often an Attempt to Feed a Starving Soul

This is one reason I often say:

Behind every behavior is a feeling. Behind every feeling is a need.

Addiction is rarely the real problem.

It is often an attempt to solve another problem.

Loneliness.

Fear.

Worthlessness.

Shame.

Isolation.

Rejection.

The addiction isn’t feeding the soul.

It’s simply convincing the person that it is.

It’s licking love off knives.

Recovery Is Learning What Love Actually Looks Like

Recovery is about much more than stopping destructive behaviors.

It is learning that healthy love exists.

It is discovering that peace doesn’t have to feel boring.

That boundaries are not rejection.

That conflict doesn’t mean abandonment.

That being alone is not the same as being unwanted.

That acceptance doesn’t have to be earned.

Over time, healthy relationships begin to retrain our hearts and our nervous systems.

We stop confusing chaos with passion.

Control with security.

Attention with love.

We begin recognizing the difference between nourishment and survival.

A Better Question

Instead of asking,

“Why would they choose that?”

Perhaps we should ask,

“Compared to what?”

Compared to what they’ve experienced…

Compared to what they’ve been taught…

Compared to what they believe is normal…

Their choice may make far more sense than we first imagined.

Understanding doesn’t excuse unhealthy behavior.

But it often opens the door to compassion.

And compassion creates space for healing.

Because the goal isn’t simply to help people stop licking love off knives.

The goal is to help them discover they no longer have to.

Because I Have To vs. Because I Want To

When I was released from prison, I was required to attend group therapy.

I had to pay a weekly fee. I had to show up consistently. If I didn’t attend or didn’t pay, I could be violated and sent back to prison.

To be honest, there were times I resented it.

Sometimes money was tight. Sometimes I had other things I would rather have been doing. Like many people who leave prison, I was tired of being told where to go, what to do, and how to live.

One day, while meeting with my parole officer, Agent Gilbert, I was complaining about how long I was going to be required to attend these groups.

She listened for a while and then asked a question that has stayed with me for years.

“Are you going to group because I am making you, or because you don’t want to be that screwed up jerk you were for years that harmed other people?”

At the time, I wasn’t sure how to answer.

But looking back, I realize she wasn’t asking about group attendance.

She was asking about motivation.

Many of us begin recovery because we have to.

We attend meetings because our marriage is in trouble. We go to counseling because a judge orders it. We install accountability software because someone is watching. We stop drinking because our health is failing. We begin recovery because the consequences have become too painful to ignore.

There is nothing wrong with that.

Consequences often get us through the door.

The problem is that compliance alone can’t produce the life most of us are seeking.

Compliance asks: “What do I have to do?”

Transformation asks: “Who do I want to become?”

There is a huge difference between those two questions.

A person can attend every meeting, complete every assignment, and follow every rule while remaining angry, resentful, isolated, and emotionally disconnected. They may change their behavior without ever changing themselves.

That’s one reason I find the older brother in the story of the Prodigal Son so fascinating.

Most of us focus on the younger brother who ran away. Yet the older brother had his own problem.

He stayed.

He obeyed.

He followed the rules.

But when his brother returned home, resentment poured out of him. His words revealed a heart that felt trapped by obligation rather than transformed by relationship.

Many people in recovery find themselves in the same place.

They are compliant.

But they are not connected.

A couple years after my parole ended, something unexpected happened.

I found myself missing those groups.

Not because I was afraid of relapse.

Not because anyone was making me attend.

Not because I feared consequences.

I missed the people.

I missed the honesty.

I missed the safety.

I missed being around men who knew my story and allowed me to know theirs.

So I started looking for another group.

And I have been attending groups ever since.

Sometimes I joke that if I live to be 100 years old, one of the young punks in my group will be pushing me in a wheelchair so I can get into the meeting.

People occasionally push back on that idea.

They tell me they want to do what they need to do and move on.

I understand that perspective.

I don’t believe everyone needs to attend a recovery meeting for the rest of their life.

But I do believe everyone needs healthy community.

The meeting isn’t the point.

Connection is.

Years ago, Nate Larkin shared something that has always stayed with me.

He said, “Every morning when I get out of bed, I’m just as close to the ditch as the last time I acted out. I’ve just learned to keep the car between the guardrails better.”

I can relate to that.

I’m not scared of the ditch.

But the ditch still exists.

That’s why I often describe recovery as a road trip.

We’re all traveling in different vehicles, but we’re heading in the same direction.

If I see someone drifting toward the guardrail, I blow the horn and try to get their attention.

If they hit the ditch, I pull over.

Others pull over too.

We help push the car out.

We change the tire if needed.

We knock a few dents out.

Then we all get back on the road together.

And perhaps most importantly, I’m traveling with people who would do the same for me.

That’s what transformation looks like.

It isn’t living in fear.

It isn’t pretending the ditch doesn’t exist.

It isn’t proving how independent we are.

It’s learning to travel with others.

Years ago, I attended group because I had to.

Today, I stay connected because I want to.

Somewhere along the way, recovery stopped being about compliance and became about connection.

And that made all the difference.

What about you? Has there been a point in your recovery where your motivation changed from “I have to” to “I want to”?

If so, what made the difference?

What a Walmart Parking Lot Taught Me About Recovery

Content Note: Today’s article discusses pornography and masturbation in the context of recovery.

For years I have journaled using four simple questions:

What am I feeling?

What am I thinking?

What am I doing?

What am I thinking about doing?

I have used a four question journaling outline for over a decade but I settled on these four questions about six years ago.

I got these check in questions from a group I am a part of called Samson Society.

At first, the questions seemed almost too simple. Most days my answers looked pretty ordinary. But over time those daily entries became something valuable. They became data.

I had experienced freedom from pornography for more than six years. That was a huge victory in my recovery journey. Yet I still struggled with masturbation. It frustrated me because I couldn’t understand why one area of my recovery seemed stable while another continued to be a challenge.

As I reviewed my journals, I noticed a pattern. If I acted out, it was often on Wednesday.

That discovery raised a new question.

Why Wednesday?

I couldn’t think of anything unique about Wednesdays. Then I realized Wednesday was payday. Maybe there was a connection. I wasn’t sure, but I decided to pay closer attention.

The next Wednesday, I took a notebook to work and recorded observations throughout the day. Nothing stood out. Work was normal. My interactions seemed normal. My mood seemed normal.

Then I left work and headed to Walmart. That was a regular stop on payday.

As I turned into the parking lot, I noticed something I had never paid attention to before. My neck and shoulders were tense.

I parked and started paying attention.

I noticed people driving the wrong direction through one-way lanes. I noticed near misses and aggressive driving. Inside the store, I found myself navigating crowds, long lines, and frustrated customers. Many parents seemed overwhelmed. Children were running through the aisles. The checkout lines were long because many lanes were closed.

By the time I got back to my car, I was irritated.

By the time I got home, I was angry.

By the time evening arrived, I was looking for relief.

That observation changed the way I thought about recovery.

For years, I had focused on the behavior. I wanted to understand why I was acting out. What I eventually discovered was that I needed to understand what was happening before I acted out.

The behavior wasn’t appearing out of nowhere.

The behavior was responding to something.

To test my observation, I shopped somewhere else for a month. The difference was noticeable. My stress level was lower. The tension I normally felt after shopping was greatly reduced.

Now, I want to be careful here.

I’m not saying the people at that Walmart were the problem. Many of the customers appeared to be dealing with significant financial stress and life challenges. When people are struggling, stress often shows up in attitudes and interactions. We all know what it is like to be tired, overwhelmed, worried about money, and less patient than usual.

What I discovered wasn’t that certain people were causing my recovery struggles. What I discovered was that a particular environment consistently affected my nervous system in ways I hadn’t recognized.

That realization taught me an important lesson.

Many people think relapse begins when the urge appears.

I don’t think that’s usually true.

More often, relapse begins when stress starts building and goes unnoticed.

The urge may be the first thing we recognize, but it is often one of the last things to appear.

By the time I arrived home on those Wednesdays, I was looking for relief. Pornography and masturbation had become familiar ways to manage tension, frustration, and anger.

That distinction matters.

If I believe my problem is sexual desire, I’ll spend all my energy fighting urges.

If I recognize that my problem is unaddressed stress and dysregulation, I can begin addressing the actual issue.

One of the greatest gifts journaling has given me is pattern recognition.

The journal helped me discover something that had become normal. I had likely experienced that same tension for years without noticing it. The tension in my shoulders, the frustration in the parking lot, the irritation at the checkout line—none of it seemed important in the moment. But together they created the perfect conditions for acting out later.

Recovery accelerated when I stopped asking, “Why did I relapse?” and started asking, “What patterns show up before I relapse?”

That shift changed everything.

The four questions I still use today are not just about recording information. They help reveal patterns that would otherwise remain hidden.

What am I feeling?

What am I thinking?

What am I doing?

What am I thinking about doing?

Those questions helped me discover that my struggle wasn’t beginning in front of a computer screen.

It was beginning in a Walmart parking lot.

What patterns might your journal reveal if you started paying attention?

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If Addiction Is a Solution… What’s the Problem?

If addiction is an attempt to solve a problem, then the next question becomes:

What problem?

Most people initially answer that at the surface level.

Stress. Work. Marriage. Temptation. Opportunity.

Those things matter—but they’re not the root.

The real problem usually isn’t what’s happening around us.

It’s what’s happening inside us.

This is where I come back to a phrase I use often:

Behind every behavior is a feeling.

Behind every feeling is a need.

If we want to understand addiction, we have to slow down enough to look underneath it.

Start with the behavior.

Whatever it is—alcohol, pornography, food, scrolling, work.

Then ask:

What was I feeling right before that?

Not what you were thinking. Not what you were telling yourself.

What were you actually feeling?

Anxiety? Loneliness? Shame? Anger? Restlessness? Pressure?

Most of us were never taught how to identify that, so this step alone can feel unfamiliar.

Then comes the deeper question:

What did I need in that moment?

Maybe it was: comfort, connection, relief, rest, a sense of control or a way to escape something overwhelming

Those are real needs.

But when we don’t know how to meet them—or it doesn’t feel safe to—we reach for something that will do it quickly.

That’s where the behavior steps in.

Over time, the brain starts to connect the two.

Feeling → Behavior → Relief

And the loop gets stronger.

Not because you’re weak.

Not because you don’t care.

But because your brain is doing exactly what it was designed to do—solve problems and reduce distress.

This is also why it’s not just a “knowledge issue.”

For many people, it’s not that they didn’t know better.

It’s that they didn’t have: a safe environment, healthy modeling, permission to feel or the ability to regulate what was happening inside them

You can’t practice something you were never taught.

So what does recovery look like?

It’s not just removing the behavior.

It’s learning how to respond differently when the same feelings show up again.

Because they will.

The difference is, over time, you begin to recognize what’s happening.

You can name it.

And instead of automatically reacting, you begin to choose your response.

That’s where real change happens.

Not at the level of behavior alone…

but at the level of understanding, feeling, and need.

So instead of asking:

“How do I stop this?”

You might start asking:

“What am I feeling?”

“What do I actually need right now?”

“Is there a way to meet that need that doesn’t cost me?”

Recovery isn’t just about stopping something.

It’s about learning a new way to live with what’s going on inside you.

And it starts by understanding what the behavior has been trying to do for you all along.

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