My story is only one story, but it’s a story that matters—as does yours. You are me and I am you, if in no other way than that one. And I can tell you with the most genuine of hearts that I want you to live.
You are not my good days, and I am not my bad days. You are not my existence.
Sexuality was my primary struggle growing up. When I was 13, I had the first instance of being attracted to men. During the process of figuring out who I was—I dealt with depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and even attempts.
You may not be able to stop rain from falling, stop pain from hitting, but you can choose how you respond once it does. You may not be able to change what’s been done to you, get back what was taken from you. But you can choose to be brave today.
All hearts are connected. I believe those words, but when I typed them, I sighed. Simply put: Caring takes effort, and that effort can be taxing.
Being able to talk openly about mental illness is critical for the health and survival of a long-term relationship. Here are some pointers I’ve found may assist in connection, understanding, and support.
Even while in therapy, I still called a crisis line following awful days at work. I told them I was having suicidal thoughts, and I just wanted it to stop. But the truth is, therapists and counselors can’t chase away your demons, not without your help at least.
Our campaign may be over, but the work is not. If you'd like to help us change the statistics, please join us. We can't do this without you.
Every day I think about how much pain my brother must have been in — how much emotional and spiritual pain — and I wonder if therapy could have helped him. I’ll never know the answer to that question.
If you're lost, if you're trapped in the silence—please know that there is a way out. And it does not involve you leaving. It involves you staying.
By remaining seated, I decided my life was worth holding onto. I was choosing to believe I mattered enough to do the work that had to follow...
When you start remembering everything you’ve lived for, you can’t help but know there’s so much more living to do.
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