
The Thrill Of Playing With Fire
There is a particular kind of thrill many of us remember from childhood – the feeling of “can I get away with this?” It was

There is a particular kind of thrill many of us remember from childhood – the feeling of “can I get away with this?” It was

Collectors MD is proud to welcome Matthew Litt, Esq. to our growing referral network. Matthew is an attorney licensed in New York and New Jersey

Collectors MD is proud to welcome North Jersey Recovery Center to our growing referral network of professional treatment providers. With locations in Fair Lawn and

While Collectors MD provides peer support, education, and community for collectors navigating compulsive behaviors and high-risk spending patterns, we recognize that families are often navigating

Collectors MD is proud to announce a new partnership with NewForm, joining a growing ecosystem of recovery-forward organizations—including The Phoenix—focused on connection, belonging, and long-term

Luke Kusumoto, @uberman808 This month, we’re proud to feature Luke Kusumoto (@uberman808)—one of our community members joining us from Hawaii and a collector whose range,

If you are of a certain age, you will likely agree that collecting “the rainbow” once meant collecting 1989 Donruss baseball cards. Every package you

Collectors MD is proud to share a major update on the continued growth of #RipResponsibly—a movement built to bring responsible participation, real guardrails, and accessible

Martina Fasano, @darthtrader89 This month, we’re proud to feature Martina Fasano (@darthtrader89) in our Collector Spotlight, a passionate lifelong Toronto Blue Jays and New England

Guilt and shame often get lumped together, but in recovery – whether from active addiction, compulsive collecting, or gambling behaviors – they operate very differently.

When we step away from a compulsive behavior, the hardest part often isn’t stopping, it’s sitting with what’s left behind. The quiet. The restlessness. The

The picture below includes all of the things that 10-year-old me wanted in 1989, save a bag of Hostess potato chips (classic BBQ flavor please)