Addiction

A heartfelt reflection on grief during the holidays—how mistletoe, memory, and quiet resilience help us find light in the darkest seasons.

Written by a paramedic and grieving mother, this powerful post challenges first responders to see overdose patients through the lens of compassion—not judgment. Addiction has a face. It’s Mya’s. And every call is a chance to save a life.

Mya's mom and founder or Mya's Mission, Shannon, relives the night her daughter died from fentanyl poisoning—and how that heartbreak gave rise to Mya’s Mission, a movement to save lives and honor her legacy.

A grieving mother reflects on the 20 days before losing her daughter to fentanyl—what she would have done differently, and why every moment matters.

After losing her daughter to fentanyl, a mother shares the deep grief of child loss—and how Mya’s Mission was born from pain, love, and a promise to save lives.

A mother and paramedic shares the heartbreaking day she lost her daughter to fentanyl—and how she’s turning grief into action through Mya’s Mission.

No one warned me this could be our story. Now, I speak to save someone else. Please don’t wait. Start fighting now. I watched my daughter slip away, trapped behind an invisible wall I couldn’t break. I chased her with everything I had—love, hope, desperation—but addiction was faster. It pulled her deeper until I couldn’t reach her. She died from fentanyl poisoning.