Healing and Resilience: One Man’s Journey Through a Difficult Past
I’m Ryan, 19, and my hands are still shaking as I type this. Life has a way of serving lessons slowly—then delivering them all at once. Before it all went sideways, life was simple. My mom, Melissa, loved me fiercely—Friday night mac and cheese, forehead kisses I pretended I’d outgrown, and a beat-up Subaru that…