Hello World!

Tough times don’t last, tough people do. – Robert Schuller

My name is Ciana ‘Ci’, and I am an alcoholic. I’ve struggled with addiction for most of my life. As a teenager I experimented with drugs and alcohol but was always able to stop using drugs without any significant withdrawals or impact. Alcohol on the other hand, was not so easy.

I’ve maintained sobriety in the past for long periods of time but always given in to ‘one drink’. For those of us suffering from addiction you know that one drink is too many, and one more is never enough. I wanted this time to be different, I needed this time to be different, because no matter how much I lied to myself and tried to lie to everyone else, I could see the effects in every aspect of my life.

So, I went to rehab! I started journaling as part of my daily routine in rehab. I kept thinking about something I heard there that really resonated with me. I watched a recording of Brene Brown who said, “One day you will tell your story of how you overcame what you went through, and it will be someone else’s survival guide.” I don’t know if this blog will become someone else’s survival guide or just my journal to reflect back on later, I will be stronger for it either way.

May you be sober and happy always! Ci

  • Another Sunday

    09.21.25 I needed some “me time” today. Yesterday was a long one, and after being out in public most of the day, I think my body and mind just needed to reset. I can only people for so long. This morning I sat with my coffee and picked up my bracelet supplies, before I knew

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  • Retail Therapy

    09.20.25 After the week we’ve had, Kendall and I decided some retail therapy was in order. Nothing crazy—no online horse bidding—just a few new outfits, some errands, and an excuse to get out of the house and give our hearts and minds a break from the heaviness of grief. It ended up being more than

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  • Wins Come in All Sizes

    09.19.25 I didn’t want to do anything today. Honestly, I wanted to stay in bed and be sad. That’s what the old me would’ve done—but I’ve learned that gets me nowhere. It’s okay to feel sad. It’s okay to sit with those feelings. But I’m also learning that my actions need to line up with

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  • The Edge

    09.18.25 Today felt like a normal day until 4:30. A text from a friend—back to rehab. Suddenly the puzzle of why they stood me up weeks ago was solved. A reminder that it’s not always about me. My emotions pulled in different directions—sadness for their struggle, guilt wondering if I could’ve done more, but also

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