Today makes six years since I opened Roots to Recovery A vision of hope that grew into gift.Since then I’ve built three more sober livings,Now transitional homes, full of second beginnings. I lost my business license, I’ll admit the fall,Vice President of a recovery board—I lost that too.For the same reason, but still I stood … Continue reading Building a Better Future: Six Years of Serving Recovery
Author: I am Katrina.
I am Katrina Lynn Chase and I currently live in Palm Beach County, Florida. I am the Founder, Owner, CEO, CRRA, Transformation Life Coach, and ACRPS (Advanced Certified Relapse Specialist) of Roots to Recovery (RTR), an alcohol and drug recovery residence. I am a mental health advocate fand a member of the advisory board for A Better Day Foundation. My professional practice includes 10 years dedicated to Florida Board of Medicine (FCB) including highest level of clinical practice. Advancement and focused skills include: partook in opening an Urgent Care Center, oversee approx. 50 employees, Radiology Technologist R.T.(R), Emergency and Primary Care Medical Assistant, Phlebotomist, Surgical Coordinator, wound care assistant, promoter and distributor for large corporation, Keiser University, Class and Phi Betta Kappa President, and National Athlete. Degrees consist of: Advanced Certified Relapse Prevention Specialist (ACRPS), Relapse Prevention Psychotherapy for addiction and behavioral health disorders (RPT), Recovery Residence Administrator (RRA), Associate of Applied Health Science (AAS), and Radiology Technologist License (R.T.) R, ARRT. RTR is licensed residence and Florida state certification in final process. Education was completed at Keiser University, The Academy for Addiction Professionals, and The Center for Applied Sciences (CENAPS).
Member of Women Helping Women Entrepreneurs since January, 17, 2019., American Society of Radiology Technologists, and International Specialist of Applied Sciences for Relapse Prevention.
I didn't find myself until I understood myself.
Sin, Pride, and Passenger seat
Remember back when sin and I shook hands?Well, meet pride — he already understands.He runs the show, he takes the bow,He loved the lies, and he loves them now. Pride and I, oh’, we struck a deal;"No need for help, just fake what’s real."I let that idiot take the wheel- But then I welcomed the … Continue reading Sin, Pride, and Passenger seat
Sacred Scarf
By: I AM Katrina Grief didn’t arrive gently.It pinned me down.Tied me without rope.I did it to myself-nailed my own skin to memory,my bones to stiff silence,my breath to what I couldn’t say aloud.It felt like punishment.I did it to myself-for loving too deeply,for losing what love couldn’t hold onto.I was still.But Not in peace—in … Continue reading Sacred Scarf
Embracing Grace: My Baptism Experience
I wandered through conversations and doors, searching for a home,Lost in the crowd, still feeling alone.Churches stood tall, but none felt genuinely real--- Until the arms of Journey embraced me, and I could finally start to heal. This peace wrapped around me, slow but true.A presence so holy, I felt love breaking through.I slowly started … Continue reading Embracing Grace: My Baptism Experience
Breaking the Cycle: A Story of Unlearning and Relearning
I tell these stories because they matter—not just to me, but to anyone who has ever felt trapped by the weight of the past. We inherit so much more than just genetics; we inherit beliefs, behaviors, and patterns that shape our lives, often without question. Some of these traditions are beautiful, grounding us in culture … Continue reading Breaking the Cycle: A Story of Unlearning and Relearning
When Darkness Reaches Redemption
Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Pexels.com With each small ache, a memory stirs,Of things I’m letting go of, though it hurts.It feels like stretching a muscle that’s tight,Resisting change with all its might. Old boundaries press, discomfort grows,I reach for a piece, a ledge I know.A careful tear, a silent release,As I fit together, piece … Continue reading When Darkness Reaches Redemption
Grief 101: A Personal Journey
Never counted days, months, or years in my time on this earth,But today feels different, weighed down since your last breath. Five weeks since I felt you breathe your final sigh,Five weeks since your calmness faded, and I watched you die.It weakens me. The silence is bearable, it's not what I dread,But the sadness creeps … Continue reading Grief 101: A Personal Journey
Intrusive THOUGHTs: My EXPERIENCE
Gripping the yellow, aerial silk my knuckles are red and white... “Ouch”, I grit my teeth as I looked at my left shoulder. I thought, “my shoulders suck”. My eyes travel down my forearm and I thought, “I wonder what the high would feel like if I shot up”. Not that I ever have, it's … Continue reading Intrusive THOUGHTs: My EXPERIENCE
The Battle i declare
It goes beyond my physical self. It feels much more than me. All the tragedies… are hard to please. Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com It’s not the screaming and crying. It’s not the wave of emotions. It’s the ditch of sensation that loves me. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Scared of the demonizing thoughts, … Continue reading The Battle i declare
i don’t know how to live
I don't know how to live. Just when I think that I got it, I nose dive. That alone is my own blueprint. Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com Sometimes I forget to breathe. There's just too much on my plate. But if my plate was empty, that little demon would have bait. I don't know … Continue reading i don’t know how to live