When Amanda came to us, she’d been sober before. Twice. She knew how to get clean. What she didn’t know was what to do on a Tuesday night in month four, when the meetings had thinned out, the people who’d cheered her on had gone back to their own lives, and the apartment was very quiet. That’s the part nobody warns you about.

We started Reset in 2010 because we kept meeting people like Amanda: people who had done the hard work of detox and treatment, then walked out into a life with no one in it. We don’t count someone as finished when they stop using. We count them as finished when there’s a church that knows their name, a table they’re expected at on Sunday, and people who notice if they don’t show up.

“I’d gotten sober twice before. Both times I white-knuckled it alone until I couldn’t anymore. This time, somebody called me just to see how I was. That’s the difference.” Amanda

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