Rosewood gave me hope when I wasn’t sure recovery was possible. I learned how to love again. I learned how to mend the wounds I created within my family and myself. One year after Rosewood, I am loving what I thought was impossible.

Rosewood gave me hope when I wasn’t sure recovery was impossible. I learned how to love again. I learned how much a person can truly eat in a day and how the world doesn’t end. I learned how to mend the wounds I’ve created within my family and myself. One year after Rosewood, I am loving what I thought was impossible.