The Next Chapter
There are moments in life when you realize you’re standing at the edge of a new chapter. You don’t know how it will end. You don’t know how difficult it will be. You just know that when you walk through the next door… life won’t be the same. Yesterday was one of those days. Today marks 19 months sober. This week marks one year of Louder Than My Demons. And yesterday, the judge granted my motion to withdraw my guilty plea and scheduled my case for trial on December 1. As I drove to court that morning, I honestly didn’t know what was waiting for me. I just knew one thing… Whatever happened… I’d face it sober. On my way to court. I didn’t know exactly what the day would bring, but I knew I was going to face it sober. A Year of Recovery Over the last year, this community has walked beside me through victories, setbacks, questions, and uncertainty. You’ve celebrated sobriety milestones with me. You’ve watched me rediscover music. You’ve followed my fitness journey. Most importantly… You’ve reminded me that none of us recover alone. Yesterday Changed Everything Yesterday, another chapter began. The judge granted my motion to withdraw my guilty plea, and my case is now scheduled for trial on December 1. I know many of you have questions. I understand why. But because my case is active, I won’t be discussing the facts or evidence publicly. That isn’t fear. It isn’t avoidance. It’s respect for the legal process and for the advice of my attorney. There will be a time to tell that story. Today isn’t that day. “Peace doesn’t come from knowing the outcome.Peace comes from knowing who you’re becoming while you wait for it.” Jozey – Creator of LTMD What I Can Talk About What I can talk about… …is what this moment means to me. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I have the opportunity to move forward through the legal process. I know there are still challenges ahead. Trials are serious. They carry uncertainty. I don’t take that lightly. Recovery Taught Me This… Recovery has taught me something I didn’t know nineteen months ago. Peace doesn’t come from knowing the outcome. Peace comes from knowing who you’re becoming while you wait for it. That sentence has become my anchor. Nineteen months ago… I was trying to survive. Today… I’m trying to become the man my children deserve… The friend my loved ones can count on… And the person I can look at in the mirror with honesty. That journey doesn’t stop because of a court date. If anything… It becomes even more important. One Year of LTMD This week also marks one full year of Louder Than My Demons. I can’t let that pass without saying thank you. Thank you for watching. Thank you for listening. Thank you for encouraging me when I doubted myself. Thank you for sharing your own stories of recovery, loss, hope, and redemption. You’ve reminded me that this podcast has never been just about me. It’s about all of us. People trying to rebuild. People trying to forgive themselves. People trying to believe tomorrow can be better than yesterday. The Next Chapter I don’t know exactly what the next few months will bring. I do know this. I’ll keep showing up. I’ll keep doing the work. I’ll keep protecting my sobriety. I’ll keep making music. I’ll keep loving my family. I’ll keep recording this podcast. And I’ll keep believing that our worst chapters don’t have to become our final chapters. Until Next Time… No matter what comes next… We Recover Loud. Louder Than Our Demons. Companion Podcast
A Major Court Update | 19 Months Sober & One Year of Louder Than My Demons – Ep. 19.5
One year ago, I started Louder Than My Demons to document my recovery and prove that even after life falls apart, rebuilding is possible.
Today marks 19 months sober.
Yesterday, the judge granted my motion to withdraw my guilty plea, and my case is now scheduled for trial.
In this episode, I explain what has happened from a legal process standpoint, why I won’t be discussing the facts of the case while it’s pending, and what this next chapter means for me moving forward.
This isn’t about reliving the past.
It’s about continuing to rebuild my future.
Thank you to everyone who has supported this journey over the past year. Your encouragement has meant more than you know.
No matter what comes next…
We Recover Loud.
Reaching 19 months of sobriety changes your perspective. Today I am sharing a candid update on my sobriety journey and the year.
This episode of Louder Than My Demons marks our one-year anniversary. It was not the recording I had originally planned, but sometimes life necessitates a pivot. I am opening up about the difficult decision I made yesterday to walk away from a situation that no longer served my path.
Whether you are early in your own sobriety journey or looking for honest conversations about personal growth, this update offers a look at the reality behind the milestones. We discuss what it actually takes to protect your peace and why saying goodbye can be the most important step in your mental health recovery.
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This Humbled Me: I Settled for “Okay” and Called It a Life
Louder Than My Demons – Episode 19: The Humbling Season
For a long time, I thought I had built a successful life.
Then I lost almost everything… and realized I hadn’t lost success—I had lost a life I had settled for.
This episode isn’t about my legal case.
It isn’t about my divorce.
It isn’t even about losing my home.
It’s about something much deeper.
It’s about realizing that when you don’t know your worth, you settle.
You settle in relationships.
You settle in your career.
You settle financially.
You settle spiritually.
You settle for habits that slowly become your identity.
Sometimes life has to humble us before we finally discover who we’re capable of becoming.
In this episode, I talk openly about:
Why losing my house changed my perspective
Living in my best friend’s basement
The difference between ego and self-worth
Gratitude during difficult seasons
Faith, sobriety, and rebuilding
Why I don’t want my old life back
If you’re rebuilding your life after addiction, divorce, failure, loss, or simply feel like you’re starting over, I hope this conversation reminds you that your circumstances can get worse while you become a better person.
The mission hasn’t changed. The road has.
🎙 Louder Than My Demons is a war journal about sobriety, resilience, faith, discipline, and rebuilding a life one day at a time.
If this episode speaks to you, I’d love to hear your story in the comments. What season of life are you walking through right now?
What have you stopped settling for?
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Learn how The Humbling Season can shift your perspective. This breakdown offers practical ways to navigate challenges and build resilience.
If you have been searching for guidance on personal growth, this perspective on The Humbling Season provides a grounded look at facing life’s obstacles head-on. The content focuses on the mindset necessary to stay focused when things get difficult, making it essential viewing for anyone currently navigating a transition or a tough period.
By examining the core principles of LTMD, viewers will gain a clearer understanding of how to maintain consistency and character regardless of external circumstances. We analyze the specific approach taken in this series to help you apply these life lessons to your own daily routine.
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I Settled for “Okay” – Until Life Humbled Me
LTMD Journal Entry #19 I Settled for “Okay”… Until Life Humbled Me Companion Journal to Louder Than My Demons – Episode 19: The Humbling Season There are moments that split your life into two chapters. Before. And… After. For a long time, I thought the “after” would be the day I lost my house. Or the day I walked into jail. Or the day I moved into my best friend’s basement. I thought those were the moments that changed me. Looking back… I think I was wrong. Those weren’t the moments that changed me. They were the moments that finally “outted” me. I thought I had a good life. From the outside… I probably did. I had a house. I had a career. I had music. I had dreams. I had people around me. If you had looked at my life from the street, you probably would’ve said… “He’s doing okay.” And maybe that’s the problem. “OKAY” became the goal. Not purpose. Not growth. Not peace. Just… “OKAY”. Somewhere along the way, I stopped asking myself a simple question. “Is this really the life I’m supposed to be living?” Instead… I accepted “good enough.” “Ego is the costume we wear when we don’t know our actual worth.” That’s a sentence I wrote while preparing this episode. The more I sat with it… The more I realized it wasn’t just a quote. It was my story. For years I confused confidence with ego. Achievement with identity. Success with worth. I kept trying to prove something… without ever asking myself why. Then life started taking things away. Not all at once. Piece by piece. The Marriage. The career. The house. The plans. The certainty. The comfort. Every time something disappeared… I thought life was punishing me. Now I wonder… What if life was simply removing the costume? Carl Rogers once wrote, “The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.” That quote hit me differently after getting sober. Recovery didn’t begin because I suddenly became stronger. Recovery began when I finally stopped pretending I already was. There is incredible freedom in honesty. Not the honesty we show everyone else. The honesty we finally show ourselves. So where have you settled? Not where have you failed. Where have you settled? There’s a difference. Have you settled for a relationship because you’re afraid of being alone? Have you settled for a job because change feels dangerous? Have you settled for surviving… instead of living? Maybe the hardest prison isn’t made of concrete. Maybe it’s the story we’ve accepted about ourselves. One thing I’m learning… Humility isn’t thinking less of yourself. It’s finally seeing yourself clearly. The good. The bad. The victories. The failures. Without pretending you’re better… and without believing you’re worse. That’s real confidence. Not ego. Self-worth. This week’s challenge Don’t change your whole life today. Just answer one question. Where have I accepted “good enough” because I forgot my worth? Write it down. Pray about it. Talk to someone you trust. But don’t ignore it. Awareness is where rebuilding begins. LTMD Journal I’ll be honest… A year ago, if you told me I’d be writing this from a basement, I would’ve thought my life was over. Today… I don’t. I still have hard days. I still worry about the future. I still have more questions than answers. But I also have something I didn’t have before. Perspective. I don’t want my old life back anymore. Not because it was all bad. Because it wasn’t all true. Sometimes losing what you built is the only way to discover what was worth building in the first place. For the first time in a long time… I think I’m building that life now. Continue the Journey 🎙 Watch the companion episode LTMD Episode 19 – The Humbling Season Episode 19 Link 📖 Previous Journal Entry Sobriety Through Life’s Breakdowns 18 Months In and Here We Are At Ground Zero ➡️ Coming Next Episode 20 – One Year Later Coming Soon Join the Conversation Where in your life have you settled for “okay”? I’d love to hear your story. Not because I have all the answers. Because maybe someone reading your comment needs to know they’re not rebuilding alone. More from Louder Than My Demons 🎙 Latest Podcast Episodes ⚔️ Outlaw Logic 🇺🇸 RED 22 🎸 Demon Cuts
Knocked Back to the Beginning? You’re Not Where You Think
This week I walked out of court convinced I was back at the beginning.
I wasn’t.
If you’ve ever felt like life erased all your progress, this episode is for you. In this special War Journal, I share why familiar circumstances don’t always mean you’ve gone backwards—and why recovery isn’t about avoiding life’s hardest moments, but becoming someone who can walk through them differently.
In this episode you’ll hear about:
• Why I thought I was back at Ground Zero
• What eighteen months of recovery really changed
• Rebuilding after losing my home
• Living with uncertainty
• Staying sober through life’s setbacks
• Why the mission hasn’t changed—even when the road has
**Recovery doesn’t mean your life never falls apart. Recovery means you don’t fall apart every time your life does.**
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18 Months In… and Here We Are at Ground Zero
18 Months In… and Here We Are at Ground Zero Last Monday was supposed to be the end of a chapter. For months, I believed I knew where this journey was headed. I thought I was walking into court for resentencing. I thought I knew what the next phase of my life looked like. I thought I had finally reached the point where I could stop looking backward and focus entirely on moving forward. Instead, I walked out of court facing the possibility of a trial. As many of you know, I entered a plea in my case. As I have said since the day I entered that plea, I did so because I was offered a path that would allow me to avoid a trial, avoid the possibility of jail, get back to my children, and begin rebuilding my life. People can agree or disagree with that decision. That’s their right. But I want to be clear about something. I did not enter that plea because I believed I had committed the acts I was accused of. I entered it because, at the time, I believed it was the best decision for my family, my future, and my ability to move forward. Afterward, my ex-wife exercised her legal right to appeal the conviction. The appeal process moved forward, and events that followed ultimately brought us back into court. What I expected to be a resentencing hearing turned into something entirely different. What changed the direction of the hearing was a request for restitution. As I understood the original plea arrangement, restitution was not part of that agreement. During the proceedings, restitution was raised, and that request became a significant point of disagreement. From there, the conversation shifted away from resentencing and toward the future of the plea itself. By the end of the hearing, the discussion was no longer about the sentence I expected to receive. It was about whether the plea agreement should continue to exist at all. In a matter of hours, the future I had spent months preparing for disappeared. For most of the day, I couldn’t quite figure out what I was feeling. Part of me was disappointed. Not because I wanted the outcome I was expecting, but because I had spent months preparing myself for it. I had accepted that this chapter was ending one way, and suddenly I was being told it might end another. Part of me was hopeful. For the first time in a long time, there was a possibility that the truth I have maintained from the beginning might actually be heard in a courtroom. And part of me felt like I was standing at Ground Zero all over again. That’s the feeling I’ve been wrestling with ever since. Eighteen months in, and here we are at Ground Zero. Except we’re not. Or maybe we are. All of the above and yet none of the above. Legally, it feels like Ground Zero because a case I thought was approaching resolution may now be headed toward trial. Financially, it feels like Ground Zero because I’m living in a friend’s basement, driving an old car, working multiple jobs, and still trying to build stability. Physically, it feels like Ground Zero because my workouts aren’t where I want them to be, my diet isn’t where I want it to be, and some days I feel like I’m still trying to regain momentum. Emotionally, it feels like Ground Zero because the support system that carried me through the last 18 months may have to carry me a little longer. But the truth is, this isn’t Ground Zero. Ground Zero was eighteen months ago. Ground Zero was the day everything came crashing down. Ground Zero was uncertainty without a plan. Ground Zero was fear without direction. Today, I have eighteen months of sobriety. Many of those lessons have become the foundation of Louder Than My Demons, where I document this journey one step at a time. I have eighteen months of recovery. I have eighteen months of therapy, meetings, hard conversations, and personal growth. I have eighteen months of Louder Than My Demons. I have eighteen months of songwriting. I have eighteen months of trying to become a better father, a better friend, and a better man. The circumstances may look similar from a distance. The man standing in them is not. That’s what I realized as I drove home from court. The mission hasn’t changed. I still need to stay sober. I still need to take care of my health. I still need to improve my finances. I still need to build Louder Than My Demons. I still need to write songs. I still need to be present for my children. I still need to become the man I want to be. The mission hasn’t changed. The road has. What happens next remains uncertain. There is a hearing scheduled regarding the withdrawal of my plea. There may be a trial. There may be further developments. Time will tell. But for the first time in a long while, I walked out of a courtroom carrying something I didn’t expect. Hope. And whether that hope leads to a trial, another plea agreement, or something else entirely, I know this much: Eighteen months ago I was trying to survive. Today I’m trying to rebuild. The mission hasn’t changed. The road has. It feels like Ground Zero. But it isn’t. Or maybe it is. All of the above and yet none of the above. The mission hasn’t changed, and neither has this journey. If you’d like to continue walking it with me, subscribe to the Louder Than My Demons YouTube channel, where I share the victories, the setbacks, and everything in between. Thanks for reading, and thank you for being part of the journey. Recover LOUD! Jozey Louder Than My Demons
Samson: Strong Enough to Fight Lions, Too Weak to Fight Himself | LTMD Ep. 18
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Welcome back to Louder Than My Demons.
Samson killed a lion with his bare hands. Defeated armies. Carried city gates on his shoulders. But the thing that finally broke him wasn’t a lion, an army, or even his enemies.
It was himself.
In Episode 18, we explore the story of Samson through the lens of recovery, discipline, faith, and personal responsibility. This isn’t just a story about strength. It’s a story about drift, pride, consequences, and redemption.
We discuss:
• The difference between strength and discipline
• How small compromises become life-changing consequences
• Why Delilah wasn’t the real problem
• Spirituality, prayer, and staying connected during recovery
• Alice Cooper’s journey through faith and addiction
• No More Mr. Nice Guy and the search for identity
If you’ve ever wondered how someone can be strong in one area of life while falling apart in another, this episode is for you.
We recover loud. Louder than our demons.
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CHAPTERS
00:00 Hot Open
00:22 Intro
01:02 Outlaw Sermon – The Strong Man’s Trap
05:16 The Reckoning – Samson
40:00 Guitar Tales – Alice Cooper
42:08 Field Notes – Spirituality and Connection
44:44 Beyond The Songs – No More Mr. Nice Guy
49:35 Reprise
51:02 Episode 19 Preview
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A Letter to Myself | 500 Days Sober – LTMD Episode 17b
Today marks 500 days sober.
There was a time in my life where I honestly didn’t know if I would survive what I was putting myself through — addiction, chaos, fear, anger, broken boundaries, and the collapse of the life I thought I knew.
For my 500th sober day, I decided to write a letter to the version of myself who thought everything was over.
This isn’t a motivational speech.
This is the truth.
The truth about alcoholism.
The truth about cocaine.
The truth about losing control.
The truth about faith, rebuilding, service, discipline, and learning how to become somebody stronger after devastation.
Louder Than My Demons was never built to pretend life is perfect.
It was built to prove survival is possible.
If you’re struggling right now:
keep going.
You might be closer to rebuilding your life than you realize.
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The Five S’s of Survival:
Sobriety • Spirituality • Self-Care • Strength • Songwriting • Service
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00:00 — Dear Jozey…
01:58 — How Everything Fell Apart
04:32 — Rehab, Therapy & Rebuilding
07:20 — Let Go and Let God
10:02 — The Five S’s
12:20 — Service & Helping Others
14:18 — Family, Friends & Support
16:45 — Love, Hope & The Future
18:30 — We Made It
A Letter to Myself | 500 Days Sober
A Letter to Myself — 500 Days Sober Today marks 500 days sober. That sentence still feels strange to write. There was a point in my life where I honestly didn’t know if I was capable of changing. Not really changing. Not temporarily getting it together. Not surviving another rough patch. I mean truly rebuilding my life from the ground up. A year and a half ago, I was exhausted. Physically. Mentally. Spiritually. I was losing myself slowly and pretending I wasn’t. The alcoholism kept growing. The cocaine use kept growing. The boundaries in my life kept slipping. And like a lot of people struggling internally, I became very good at hiding pieces of myself while convincing myself I still had control. Until eventually… I didn’t. What followed was the hardest period of my life. Not just because of what happened around me… but because for the first time, I had to honestly look at myself. I had to stop blaming. Stop running. Stop numbing. Stop pretending. And I had to ask a question that changed everything: Who do I become now? The answer didn’t come overnight. It came through rehab. Through therapy. Through faith. Through difficult conversations. Through consequences. Through patience. Through discipline. Through learning how to sit still with myself again. And somewhere during all of that, the foundation for Louder Than My Demons started forming. Not as a brand. Not as a podcast. As survival. The Five S’s slowly became part of my life: Sobriety. Spirituality. Self-Care. Strength. Songwriting. And eventually… Service. Because I’ve learned something over these last 500 days: Selfish recovery doesn’t last. Healing really begins when your pain starts helping somebody else survive theirs. I’m not writing this because I think I have all the answers. I definitely don’t. I’m still rebuilding. Still learning. Still growing. Still healing. But I also know this: I’m not the same man I was 500 days ago. I’ve become closer to God. Closer to my children. Closer to the people who truly stood beside me when life fell apart. My son showed strength and grace beyond his years and helped guide me closer to Christ during some of the darkest moments of my life. My daughter never stopped believing in me. My family. My friends. Stacie. Curran. My band. They helped hold me together when I honestly wasn’t sure I could do it myself. And somewhere along the way… I realized love didn’t disappear from my life. It just showed up in places I wasn’t looking for. I also realized something else: Numbers aren’t the point. Not views. Not downloads. Not followers. Truth is the point. Connection is the point. Service is the point. If one person listens to something I say late at night and realizes they aren’t alone… that matters. So for my 500th sober day, I decided to write a letter to the version of myself who thought everything was over. The version of me sitting in confusion, fear, shame, anger, addiction, and uncertainty. The version of me who couldn’t yet see what was still possible. This is that letter. Watch the Full Video Today at 6:00 PM, I’ll be premiering the live reading of this letter on YouTube. This was filmed in one take. No script edits. No performance. Just the truth. ▶️ Watch the premiere here: https://youtu.be/7BqUYcqodKc December 29, 2024 A Letter To Jozey “Dear Jozey… I know you think your life is over. I know you’re sitting there replaying every conversation… every mistake… every warning sign… trying to figure out where everything broke. You keep asking why. Why this happened. Why it ended this way. Why somebody you loved could choose destruction over peace. And maybe the hardest thing you’re going to learn… is that you may never get that answer. She chose. She chose how this story unfolded. She chose how far things went. She chose actions you couldn’t control. And eventually… you’re going to have to stop trying to understand every choice another person made… and start focusing on your own. That’s the part nobody tells you about survival. At some point… you stop asking: ‘Why did this happen to me?’ And you start asking: ‘Who am I going to become now?’ Right now, you don’t know that. Right now you’re exhausted. You’re angry. You’re embarrassed. You’re heartbroken. You feel like your identity collapsed overnight. You lost the woman you loved. You think everybody is staring at the worst moment of your life. And they are. But if you’re honest… this didn’t happen overnight. Your alcoholism kept growing. The cocaine use kept growing. Your boundaries kept slipping. Little compromises. Little lies to yourself. Little moments where you ignored the voice telling you something wasn’t right anymore. And eventually… all of it catches up to you. And that part hurts to admit. But it’s the truth. And the truth is the first thing that finally starts setting you free. But here’s what you don’t understand yet… this isn’t the end of your story. It’s the beginning of the first honest chapter you’ve lived in a very long time. You’re going to realize very quickly that you cannot survive this alone. And for the first time in a long time… you’re going to ask for help. Real help. Rehab. Therapy. A great lawyer. And somehow… when your entire world feels like it’s collapsing… you’re going to find the right one of each. Exactly the people you needed. Not to save you. But to help you rebuild yourself. You’re going to spend a long time trying to understand why all of this happened. And eventually… you’re going to realize that some answers never come. Some people choose chaos. Some people choose destruction. Some people choose to hurt others. And you can drown trying to understand it. Or… you can rebuild. And that’s what’s coming. Not all at once. Not overnight. Not easily. But slowly… you’re going to start becoming somebody stronger. And just when you think everything is over…