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See all →Gratitude for the Chaos
Annie · Chapel Hill, NC
What Sam Showed Me About Pretending
Sam was one of the first people who refused to pretend with me. After he died I realized how much of my own life I'd spent pretending — and how much I owed him for the chance to stop.
Someone Who Cares · Brooklyn, NY
The Phone Call I Almost Didn't Make
There were six months when I knew something was wrong with Sam and didn't pick up the phone. I'm telling this story so someone else picks up theirs.
Someone Who Cares · Denver, CO
The Friend Who Wouldn't Look Away
Sam never asked anyone to fix him. He asked us to keep showing up. That's harder than it sounds, and more important than I knew.
Someone Who Cares · Boston, MA
Love Doesn't Fix Everything, but It's Where Healing Starts
Substance use doesn’t just affect one person — it reshapes every relationship in your world. I spent years grappling with the deteriorating situation, resulting emotions and fallout, without the knowledge to navigate any of them. Loving someone through substance use challenges means showing up even when you don’t have answers.
Nancy · Annapolis, MD
Messages of Encouragement
See all →“Coming into a family already carrying this, I learned something quickly: love is not the same as fixing. Loving someone through substance use means showing up without an answer. It is the hardest kind of love, and it is real love. If that is what you are doing right now, you are doing enough.”
- Nancy, Sam's stepmother
“For so long I tried to be the easy one. The one who did not need anything because everyone else needed so much. If you are doing that, being the easy one, please stop. Your needs are real. Your grief is real. Your fear is real. There is room for it. There has to be room for it.”
- Annie, Sam's sister
“To the parents reading this: I know what it is to lie awake. I know what it is to count the hours since the last text. I know what it is to choose, every single morning, to keep loving someone you cannot save. You are doing the hardest work there is. Please do not do it alone.”
- Frank, Sam's father
“We learned to say it is okay not to be okay. Sam said it first. He said it to friends in the worst moments of their lives. He said it to himself on his hardest days. If you need to hear it now: it is okay not to be okay. You are still loved. We are still here.”
- Frank, Sam's father
“I lost my brother. I want you to keep yours. If there is one thing I want to tell you, it is this: have the conversation. The awkward one. The honest one. The one you keep putting off. Today. Tonight. Not later.”
- Joey, Sam's brother
“Some nights the only thing I could do was sit in the same room. No words, no advice, no questions. Just presence. I was sure it was not enough. I was wrong. Presence is enough. If you can do nothing else for someone you love right now, sit in the same room. They will feel it.”
- Nancy, Sam's stepmother
“To the friends watching this from the outside, not sure if you should reach out: reach out. Send the text. Call. Show up at the door with food. You are not bothering them. You are saving them. I promise.”
- Joey, Sam's brother
“If you are reading this in the middle of the night because you cannot sleep, I have been there. The middle of the night is the loneliest hour. I want you to know that other people are also awake right now, also missing someone, also wondering how they are going to make it to morning. We are awake together. Hold on.”
- Annie, Sam's sister