Imagine you are sixteen years old. It is the middle of the night. You wake up, and there are two strangers standing in your bedroom. They tell you to get dressed. You aren't allowed to call anyone. You aren't told exactly ly where you're going. Your parents know. In fact, your parents arranged it. The strangers are there to take you away. Not because you've been kidnapped. Because you're going to treatment. That distinction may make perfect sense to the adults in the room. To

A mother once said something to me that I have never forgotten. She had spent more than a decade trying to save her daughter from addiction. Treatment programs. Therapists. Interventions. Boundaries. Consequences. Hope. Relapse. More treatment. Again and again, she had been given essentially the same advice: Stop rescuing her. Cut off the money. Let her experience the consequences. Only pay for treatment. Eventually, she will hit bottom. It was called tough love. And the moth

Hey, you. Yes, you. Libertarian. Conservative. Progressive. Independent. Person who stopped paying attention to politics sometime around the invention of TikTok. I have a modest proposal: Can we agree to stop doing something that hasn’t worked for more than half a century? In 1971, President Richard Nixon declared drug abuse “public enemy number one,” and America launched what became known as the War on Drugs. We brought money. We brought police. We brought prosecutors, priso