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Born out of one man's journey from addiction to purpose, Twenty Percent stands with the 20% of people who stay sober long-term- and fights for the 80% still in the struggle.

Depression doesn’t always look the way people think it does.Sometimes it’s sleeping through the day in a dark room.Somet...
03/31/2026

Depression doesn’t always look the way people think it does.

Sometimes it’s sleeping through the day in a dark room.
Sometimes it’s ignoring calls and texts from the people who love you most.
Sometimes it’s feeling incredibly lonely… but not having the energy or desire to be around anyone.

It’s heavy. It’s isolating. And it’s real.

Depression is a disease. And there’s a reason people call it the silent killer… because so many people are fighting battles you can’t see.

I just want to say this, from me to you…

If you’re still here today, I’m really glad you are.
I love you. ❤️

And if you’re struggling, you don’t have to do it alone. My inbox is always open.

It’s very healthy to take out the trash, when it starts to affect your mental health. 🗑️❤️
03/30/2026

It’s very healthy to take out the trash, when it starts to affect your mental health. 🗑️❤️

Step One in Alcoholics Anonymous:“We admitted we were powerless over alcohol — that our lives had become unmanageable.”T...
03/30/2026

Step One in Alcoholics Anonymous:

“We admitted we were powerless over alcohol — that our lives had become unmanageable.”

That word powerless used to feel like defeat to me.
Like waving a white flag in a battle I thought I was supposed to win.

But here’s what I’ve learned…

Powerless doesn’t mean weak.
It means honest.

It means finally telling the truth about the nights you said “just one” and meant it… until it turned into something else.
It means recognizing that no amount of willpower, promises, or starting over on Monday ever quite stuck.
It means admitting that alcohol wasn’t just a habit… it was running the show.

And unmanageable?
That’s the chaos we tried to normalize.

The mental gymnastics.
The anxiety.
The regret.
The versions of ourselves we barely recognized.

Step One is where the illusion cracks.

Not to break you…
but to free you.

Because once you stop trying to control the uncontrollable, something incredible happens:

You create space.

Space for peace.
Space for clarity.
Space for a new way to live.

Step One isn’t the end of anything.
It’s the first real, solid ground you’ve stood on in a long time.

And if you’re reading this wondering if that might be you…

You’re not alone. Not even close.

We pass people every day who look completely fine on the outside…smiling, working, showing up, even cracking jokes.And s...
03/29/2026

We pass people every day who look completely fine on the outside…
smiling, working, showing up, even cracking jokes.

And sometimes… they’re quietly fighting battles you can’t see.

Mental health doesn’t always come with warning signs.
It doesn’t always look like falling apart.
Sometimes it looks like “I’m good” when they’re anything but.

That’s why something as simple as a text…
a call…
or a “hey, I was thinking about you”
can mean more than you’ll ever know.

Check on your people.
Not just when it’s obvious.
Not just when it’s convenient.
But because you care.

And if you’re the one struggling…
you don’t have to carry it alone. There are people who want to hear from you. People who care about you more than you realize.

Let’s be better about showing up for each other.
A little more awareness.
A little more kindness.
A little more “are you really okay?”

Because sometimes… that question can save a life. ❤️

There’s something sacred about watching someone choose a different life.Not because it’s easy.Not because it’s perfect.B...
03/28/2026

There’s something sacred about watching someone choose a different life.

Not because it’s easy.
Not because it’s perfect.
But because it’s real.

I’ve seen people at their lowest… questioning everything, carrying more weight than most will ever understand. And then, somewhere along the way, something shifts. A decision gets made. A door cracks open. Light finds its way in.

And when someone trusts you enough to walk alongside them in that moment… that’s a gift you don’t take lightly.

Mentorship isn’t about having all the answers.
It’s about showing up.
Listening.
Reminding someone of who they are when they’ve forgotten.
And believing in them until they can believe in themselves again.

There’s no paycheck, no title, no recognition that could ever compare to watching someone reclaim their life.

To see them laugh again.
To see their eyes come back to life.
To watch them become the person they were always meant to be.

That’s the kind of “cool” that changes you too. ❤️

If you’re thinking about making a change, you don’t have to do it alone. You can always reach out to me to talk. I can help give you the roadmap… but you’re the one who has to do the work. ❤️

Bravery doesn’t always look like standing on a stage or conquering something big.Sometimes… it looks quiet.It looks like...
03/27/2026

Bravery doesn’t always look like standing on a stage or conquering something big.

Sometimes… it looks quiet.

It looks like getting out of bed when your mind is heavy.
It looks like telling the truth when it would be easier to hide.
It looks like saying “I’m not okay” instead of pretending you are.

For a long time, I thought being brave meant having it all together.
But I’ve learned something different…

Bravery is showing up as you are — even when you feel broken, uncertain, or afraid.

It’s choosing to keep going when your past is loud.
It’s choosing to believe things can get better, even when you don’t have proof yet.
It’s choosing to take one small step forward… and then another.

If today feels heavy, just focus on the next right step.
That’s enough. That’s bravery.

You don’t have to be fearless to be brave.
You just have to be willing.

And if no one has told you lately… I’m proud of you for still being here. ❤️

If you’re struggling and need someone to talk to, you can always reach out to me directly.

It’s a strange thing to feel lonely in a crowded room.For a long time, that was my life.I was always out. Always around ...
03/26/2026

It’s a strange thing to feel lonely in a crowded room.

For a long time, that was my life.

I was always out. Always around people. Always part of the conversation, the laughter, the noise. On the outside, it probably looked like I had a full, social, connected life.

But inside… it was just me and my addiction.

Alcohol became my way to feel “normal.” My way to quiet the anxiety, to fit in, to keep up. And the more I relied on it, the more disconnected I became from everyone around me.

I could be surrounded by people and still feel completely alone.

Because the truth is… when you’re struggling with alcoholism, you’re not really letting anyone see you. You’re protecting it. Hiding it. Managing it. And that creates a kind of isolation that’s hard to explain unless you’ve lived it.

It’s not about how many people are around you.
It’s about how far you feel from yourself.

Today, that’s one of the greatest gifts of sobriety for me.

Real connection.
Honest conversations.
Actually being present with people instead of just physically there.

If you’re out there feeling alone, even in a crowd… I get it.

And you’re not as alone as it feels. ❤️

Most people who know me would probably describe me as an extrovert.The guy who can walk into a room, start conversations...
03/24/2026

Most people who know me would probably describe me as an extrovert.

The guy who can walk into a room, start conversations, make people laugh, and connect with just about anyone.

And for a long time… I believed that too.

But the truth is, on the inside, I’ve always been an introvert.

Crowds drained me.
Small talk felt exhausting.
And there was always this quiet anxiety sitting in my chest… like I had to perform just to feel comfortable in my own skin.

Then I found alcohol.

And just like that… everything got easier.

It quieted the noise.
It took the edge off.
It turned overthinking into confidence.
It made me feel like the version of myself I thought I was supposed to be.

At least… that’s what it felt like in the beginning.

What I didn’t realize was I wasn’t becoming more “me”…
I was becoming dependent on something outside of me to feel okay.

And over time, that quick fix started to take more than it gave.

It gave me temporary confidence…
but left me with deeper anxiety.

It helped me show up socially…
but pulled me further away from who I really was.

Getting sober forced me to face something I had been avoiding my entire life:

Learning how to be comfortable as myself… without anything to hide behind.

And I’ll be honest… that hasn’t been easy.

But it’s been real.

Now I understand that being introverted isn’t something I need to fix.
It’s something I needed to accept.

I don’t have to be the loudest person in the room to have value.
I don’t have to perform to be liked.
And I don’t need alcohol to feel like I belong.

If you’ve ever felt like you had to become someone else just to fit in… I get it.

But who you are—quiet, thoughtful, reserved, real—is already enough.

No filter needed. ❤️

The truth is… my alcoholism didn’t start in a dark alley or rock bottom.It started in the restaurant business.Late night...
03/22/2026

The truth is… my alcoholism didn’t start in a dark alley or rock bottom.

It started in the restaurant business.

Late nights. Shift drinks. “One more” after a long day.
It was part of the culture. Part of bonding. Part of surviving the chaos.

At first, it felt like connection.
Then it became routine.
Then it became something I needed.

Somewhere along the way, what started as a way to unwind… turned into something that slowly took control.

And the scary part?
It looked normal. It felt normal. Everyone around me was doing the same thing.

Until it wasn’t.

Alcohol promised me confidence, escape, relief.
But in the end, it gave me anxiety, isolation, and some of the darkest moments of my life.

Today, I can say this with a clear mind and a full heart:

Sobriety gave me everything alcohol ever promised.

Peace.
Clarity.
Purpose.
Real connection.

If you’re in that world right now… I get it. I lived it.

And if you’re questioning your relationship with alcohol, that question matters more than you think.

You don’t have to hit rock bottom to choose something better.

You just have to be willing to start. ❤️

There were days I didn’t think I’d make it through.Not because I didn’t want to… but because everything felt so heavy.My...
03/21/2026

There were days I didn’t think I’d make it through.

Not because I didn’t want to… but because everything felt so heavy.
My thoughts were loud. My energy was gone. And even the smallest things felt impossible.

I used to think strength looked like having it all together.
Now I know… sometimes strength is just getting out of bed.
Sometimes it’s answering one text.
Sometimes it’s choosing to stay when your mind is telling you to run.

I’ve had moments where I wanted to give up.
Moments where the darkness felt more familiar than the light.

But I didn’t.
And if you’re reading this… neither have you.

That matters more than you realize.

I’m still a work in progress. Still learning. Still healing.
But I’ve learned this:

You don’t have to win the whole battle today.
You just have to not quit.

If today all you did was survive… I’m proud of you.
Because I know how hard that can be.

And if you’re in that place right now—please hear me—
you are not alone, even when it feels like you are.

Keep going.
Even if it’s messy.
Even if it’s slow.
Even if it doesn’t make sense yet.

Some of the strongest people I know are the ones who almost gave up… but didn’t.

Some memories don’t fade… they flicker like old film you can’t quite turn off.The darkest moments of my addiction still ...
03/21/2026

Some memories don’t fade… they flicker like old film you can’t quite turn off.

The darkest moments of my addiction still visit me sometimes.

Not the highlight reel people joke about…
I’m talking about the nights that felt endless.
The mornings filled with anxiety and regret before my feet even hit the floor.
The look in people’s eyes when trust was slipping away.
The broken promises I swore I meant.
The version of me I barely recognize now.

There were moments I felt completely lost…
like I was living a life I didn’t choose anymore, just reacting, surviving, numbing.

And even now, in sobriety, those memories don’t just disappear.
They show up in quiet moments… reminders of how far things went.

But here’s the truth I hold onto:

I don’t run from those memories anymore.
I face them.

Because they’re not just painful… they’re powerful.

They remind me what I never want to go back to.
They remind me how strong I’ve had to become.
They remind me that change isn’t just possible… it’s real.

I can’t rewrite those chapters…
but I can decide what the next ones look like.

And today, I choose a life that feels honest.
A life that feels present.
A life that feels like mine again.

If you’re carrying memories like this too… you’re not alone.

And just because those moments were dark…
doesn’t mean your future has to be. 🖤

There’s a side of animal rescue and veterinary work that most people never see. 💔The heartbreak.The constant pressure.Th...
03/21/2026

There’s a side of animal rescue and veterinary work that most people never see. 💔

The heartbreak.
The constant pressure.
The cases that stick with you long after you leave.

The truth is… the people who dedicate their lives to saving animals are often struggling silently themselves.

That’s why groups like Not One More Vet matter so much. 🖤 Not One More Vet, Inc

They’ve created a space where veterinary professionals and animal welfare workers can talk openly about mental health… without judgment. A place where people who get it can support each other through the weight that comes with this work.

Because losing even one person in this field is one too many.

If you’re in rescue, sheltering, or vet med and you’re feeling overwhelmed, please know this:

You are not alone.
You don’t have to carry it all by yourself.
And there are people who understand exactly what you’re going through.

And if you’re on the outside looking in… love the people doing this work a little extra. Check on them. Support them. Appreciate them.

They’re holding a lot more than you realize.

🖤 Not One More Vet
Because we can’t afford to lose another one.

https://nomv.org/

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