Max, current B2B resident
When I was in the depths of my addiction, there were times I could not fathom a way out. My life was miserable. A mind-state filled with self-loathing, loneliness, fear, and anxiety was the norm. My main priority was always to find a way out and to cover up these horrible feelings. Most of the time, I was able to achieve this. When I wasn’t able to, an overwhelming feeling of despair would overtake me. Despite this, there was always a part of me that had hope and knew a better, fulfilling way of life was achievable. I was not able to attain this on my own despite multiple attempts. Eventually, my despair grew large enough for me to ask for help.






