I cannot thank you enough-each and every one of you at the Orchard- for my recovery. What stands out most was that first phone call to Joanna. It was the last of many calls to treatment centers from the psych ward at the hospital. I was deemed unfit for recovery by many psychiatrists and was told I was better off back on the streets. This was also the consensus of the other treatments centers I had called. By the time I reached Joanna, I was convinced that the back alley was where I belonged. As hard as I tried to convince her that I was no good, the only words I heard from her were “it’s okay, you are welcome here”. Imagine being in a place of hopelessness and hearing those words. Those words have given me the life I have today.