Understanding Depression In Motherhood
I saw no future for myself. I truly did not believe that life was worth living.
A list of mental health resources focused on supporting the AAPI community.
Stigma hasn’t killed me yet, and that has to count for something.
Hope is a quiet rebellion.
Loss has been such a persistent experience this year that I have stopped fighting it and stopped asking it questions.
He was a friendly and familiar face at a time when I felt incredibly alone.
My eating disorder looks quiet to the outside world.
I stiffened in anticipation of the tidal wave of judgment that was sure to wash over me, but it never came.
The pain I feel is big and intertwined tightly with shame, guilt, and rage.
What I have done throughout my recovery is not only find a way for me to have a better relationship with food—although that is a major part of the process—but to also see the roots beneath the tree of my disorder, helping me to unveil the bigger picture.
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