About Me

Hi, I’m Tairah Brown and I’m here to share my journey from struggle to sobriety, from darkness to light. Growing up in a strict, religious household, I was taught that faith and church were the only paths to peace. My world was small, and I was sheltered from much of what the outside world had to offer. I attended a private school where I struggled academically, and for most of my life, I felt uneducated, stupid, and trapped in my circumstances.

I married young, influenced by my mother’s wishes, to a man I didn’t love. Unfortunately, this decision set the stage for years of emotional and physical turmoil. My husband battled severe mental health issues, including multiple suicide attempts, and at one point, a tragic incident left him with a head injury that left him mentally much younger than his years. Despite my best efforts, shaped by my religious upbringing, to keep my marriage together, things continued to spiral out of control. Eventually, my husband left me while I was pregnant with our second child. He later tragically took his own life, leaving me to raise my two girls alone.

For years, I struggled—emotionally, financially, and mentally—while trying to give my girls a good life. I completed my education, but the toll of depression was overwhelming. I felt unworthy of love and plagued by the belief that I was stupid, ugly, and undeserving of happiness. This led me to drink to cope, and alcohol became my way of escaping a life I felt I couldn’t endure.

As my alcoholism spiraled, I found myself trapped in a cycle of self-destruction. I was a mother who couldn’t emotionally connect with her children, someone who couldn’t hold down a job, and someone who didn’t see a way out. My lowest point came when I realized I couldn’t go on any longer. I was at the end of my rope—emotionally beaten down and convinced I was beyond saving.

But something inside me shifted. After multiple failed attempts at quitting alcohol, I finally admitted I was an alcoholic. The process wasn’t easy—I resisted help at first, thinking I could stop drinking on my own. But eventually, with encouragement from a therapist, I entered a rehab program, and my life began to change.

The first rehab experience was difficult and eye-opening. I encountered people from all walks of life who shared similar struggles. It was the first time I felt truly understood, and it sparked something in me. Though life outside of rehab was harder than I imagined, I remained sober for 30 days before relapsing. But I didn’t give up. I returned to rehab a second time, this time with a renewed sense of determination to overcome my addiction.

The road to lasting sobriety was not without its struggles. I hurt my daughters during my battle with alcohol. There were times my oldest had to call 911, and there were moments of deep emotional damage. But I stayed committed to my recovery, seeking help, and finding support through meetings and my sponsor—an incredible woman who loved me when I couldn’t love myself.

Today, I have been sober for several years, and I’m incredibly proud of the transformation I’ve undergone. My daughters and I are all sober, and together, we are working to help others who are struggling with addiction. Recovery is a daily process, but through therapy, support groups, and a commitment to self-love and healing, I’m building a life I never thought was possible.

If you're struggling with addiction, know that you're not alone. Recovery is possible, and I am living proof that it’s never too late to change your life. I'm here to offer support, encouragement, and a reminder that no matter how dark it gets, there’s always hope for a brighter tomorrow.

Let’s walk this path to healing together.