Stigma is Killing Us
What if as a society we replaced all the gut-wrenching and isolating words like stigma and its synonyms with their antonyms?
What if as a society we replaced all the gut-wrenching and isolating words like stigma and its synonyms with their antonyms?
I don’t need you to be strong. I just need you to be here.
“Some people had childhoods much worse than yours. Yours wasn’t really traumatic.”
Deconstruction is a marathon, not a sprint.
My head kept whispering that I didn’t belong.
When another person sees and affirms who you are and how you feel, the heartache can ebb, and hope for healing is given the chance to bloom.
While holding acceptance in one hand, I must also hold onto hope in the other.
It took a suicide attempt for me to realize my life was worth living.
Healing isn't pretty. It's a messy, painful, and exhaustive process.
What if we posted our insecurities and fears? What if we were vulnerable?
I believed I was the problem and only caused pain to those around me.
I learned that there are new ways of living and coping.
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