About Me

I'm Daniel Walter Woods—Koyukon Athabaskan from Rampart, Alaska.

I'm a husband, father, and grandfather. My early years were full of freedom and adventure: running through the hills behind the village, swimming in the Yukon River, and feeling deeply connected to the land and my people.

But beneath those memories was a trauma I didn’t understand or talk about. Over time, that pain silently shaped my behavior and led me into a hidden addiction that nearly destroyed everything I loved. In July 2023, I hit rock bottom—my marriage crumbled, and I felt completely lost.

In the isolation of that moment, I asked myself the hardest question: Why? Why was I hurting myself and the people I loved? That question cracked open decades of buried pain.

With the unwavering support of my wife Tina—who’s also a psychologist—I chose to seek help. I entered a intensive treatment trauma center called Harmony Place in Monterey, California. It was the most uncharacteristic thing I’ve ever done… and also the most powerful. I spent two months in daily therapy, facing the truth and learning how to heal. From courses around shame and self-hate to boundaries and expressive therapy, I began to understand my story and rediscover myself.

Faith, Healing & Photography

In Monterey, I reconnected with my faith on a deeper level. Using Pray.com, I started each day with devotionals that often mirrored exactly what I was going through. God became my guide through the hardest days.

I also finally bought a camera—something I’d wanted for years. Photography became my outlet. It helped me stay present, look at the world differently, and slow down my racing thoughts. Capturing light helped me find it again.

My Journey Today

Healing is ongoing. When I returned home, it was clear that the work wasn’t over—but I had changed. I could talk about my feelings, communicate openly, and reconnect with my wife in ways we never could before. Our faith and our bond are stronger than ever.

I still see a therapist and share my story when I can. Every time I speak, it gets a little easier—and I feel a little lighter.

My story isn’t unique. Trauma and addiction touches so many lives—even in small villages like mine. If you’re struggling, I hope you know this: You are not alone. Healing begins with asking for help—and it’s worth it.