Leah’s life transformed after moving into Oxford House’s Indigenous home in 2024. Surrounded by support, structure, and community, she found stability, purpose, and hope. From wellness programs to celebrating her one-year sobriety chip, Leah’s journey reflects resilience, healing, and the power of recovery in a safe, caring environment.

In June 2023, Leah nearly lost her life to a poisoned supply, waking up in the hospital after a fatal overdose. Tired of the cycle, she began fighting for recovery. With courage, support, and Oxford House, Leah found the safety and hope she needed to start again.

Leah’s addiction deepened when fentanyl entered her life, pulling her into a cycle of chaos, loss, and survival. Amid overdose scares, grief, and time in jail, she struggled to find hope. This chapter of her story reveals the devastating grip of drugs—and the longing for a way out.

Leah’s story is one of resilience, pain, and hope. Growing up surrounded by addiction, poverty, and disconnection from her culture, she faced challenges far beyond her years. Despite early struggles with substances, Leah’s journey reveals both the weight of generational trauma and the strength found in recovery and reconnection.

It’s not your time,” she said.

Waking up from a coma, I had heard voices that shouldn’t have been there—my great-grandmother and my brother, both long gone, speaking to me with love and urgency. That moment changed everything. I realized I had a choice: keep going down a path that would eventually take me from my son… or fight for a life worth living.

Johnny’s story is a powerful testament to the strength of the human spirit and the life-changing impact of recovery. From surviving the Sixties Scoop to battling decades of addiction, his path has been filled with loss, hardship, and moments of despair. But through it all, Johnny never stopped searching for hope. With the support of Oxford House, he found the stability, care, and purpose he needed to rebuild his life—one step at a time. His journey reminds us that it’s never too late to heal, to change, and to inspire others along the way.

Sobriety came to me on July 4, 2014.

The day before, I realized I had burned every bridge and destroyed every relationship. Alone and terrified, I walked into the Grand Prairie Detox Centre for what would be the last time. I had been there before—often just for a warm bed and a meal—but this time was different. I didn’t want to live on the streets anymore. I wanted a future.