The Ninth Floor
I had to be hospitalized for my own safety.
How to Help Someone Who Self-Harms
Dealing with self-harm can be difficult, and it isn’t easy to tell people about it. Learn about how to become a resource to those who need help.
You Have Not Seen Everything That You Will Ever See
I Lie to My Therapist
I don’t have to pretend to have anything figured out or under control.
Why I’ve Decided to Go to Therapy
Therapy’s a good first step. Because any step made to help me live my life with more love, more happiness, and more peace is a step in the right direction.
I Didn’t Mean to Stare: A Story About Trichotillomania
I know it’s rude to stare. I really didn’t mean to.
My Therapist Tried to Give Me Carrots: A Reflection on Mental Health
On therapy, medication, and silencing shame.
May Love Remain the Movement
A letter and an update from TWLOHA Founder Jamie Tworkowski.
Dissociative Identity Disorder & Alters
There is a lot of stigma and ignorance surrounding Dissociative Identity Disorder. Oftentimes, I feel shame when talking about it.
Breaking the Cycle of Generational Trauma as a Multiracial Woman
Don’t Leave Out The Messy Parts
They don’t tell you about the periods of “wellness” in which you question your own reality and existence.
OCD is a 300.3-pound suitcase I drag behind me wherever I go
OCD, contrary to popular belief, is not tidy or clean. It’s messy. Exhausting. Loud.
