Shannon Solange Shannon Solange

True Courage over Drunken Courage

I thought courage meant drinking myself numb and pretending I was fine. Then one night in Los Angeles, blue lights filled my rearview mirror and everything I’d been hiding finally came to the surface.

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Shannon Solange Shannon Solange

Why Your Mocktail Might Not Be as "Safe" as You Think

For many in recovery, a mocktail is a symbol of inclusion. But what if that seemingly innocent glass is actually a trigger? This post explores the paradox of mocktails, revealing how the brain, trained by years of addiction, can't tell the difference between a celebratory drink and a dangerous cue.

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Shannon Solange Shannon Solange

I quit coffee (and lived)

For years, I paid a brutal daily tax on my own energy, waking up empty just to ride a wave of sharp anxiety before the inevitable afternoon crash. I was completely terrified of facing a morning without that predictable first hit, trapping myself in a miserable countdown of borrowed chemical spikes. Then I stepped off the carousel entirely. Read the full post to see what happens when you finally face the raw baseline of your own skin—and discover how to actually live on the other side.

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Shannon Solange Shannon Solange

From blackout to breakthrough: My story of honesty in recovery

For years, I hid my alcoholism behind a wall of shame, recording my own blackouts just to piece together lost memories while my body quietly deteriorated. It took a handcuffed arrest with a blood alcohol level three times the legal limit to force the words out of my mouth—a raw surrender that finally broke my isolation. Now ten years sober, I am tearing down the silence that almost killed me. Read the full post to discover what happens when you trade the oblivion of a secret life for the brutal, beautiful freedom of the absolute truth.

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Shannon Solange Shannon Solange

Sober, barely sane

For years, I presented a carefully constructed facade to the world, holding it together on the outside while completely crumbling within. Getting sober at twenty-five wasn't a clean, linear victory—it was a brutal cycle of relapse, toxic romance, and ignoring my own gut instincts just to fill a void. Now, ten years later, I am peeling back the layers of deception to share the raw fragments of my journey through alcoholism, disordered eating, and the relentless pursuit of a baseline. Read the full post to step inside the reality of the high-functioning addict, and discover what it actually takes to break the cycle and stay free.

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