Rejection Brought Her Here. Recovery Is Keeping Her.
There is a moment Tiffany D. describes that we haven't been able to stop thinking about. She is driving back from Arizona on a highway somewhere in Klamath County, blacked out, swerving, her car starting to smoke — and she does not remember passing Las Vegas. Not a blur of lights. Not a vague sense of having been there. Nothing. Vegas was just gone.
She tells that story not to shock you, but to get to the part that hit her hardest: it wasn't her own life she thought about first. It was everyone else on that road. That shift — from "I could have died" to "I could have taken someone's family" — tells you everything about where Tiffany's head and heart are now. And she's only one year in.