A Shift in Perspective
If I let it, anxiety will leech all of the color out of me one lie at a time until I can barely stand to be in my own mind.
If I let it, anxiety will leech all of the color out of me one lie at a time until I can barely stand to be in my own mind.
Sometimes, your presence and willingness to listen are the most comforting things you can offer.
I was desperate, rightfully so, to save my own life.
Depression whispers like the all-knowing authority, especially when I'm tired, when I feel like giving up, or when I've made a mistake.
Surviving is a special occasion, and every day lived is a day worth celebrating.
When my uncle died, an old wound opened back up and widened.
If you’re struggling with an eating disorder or disordered eating and are feeling concerned about the upcoming holidays, we need you to know a few things.
“Who am I?” when aspects of my identity no longer make sense or when they have been stripped away, supposedly leaving a chunk missing.
A lesson in dialectics, learning to literally and figuratively hold both.
When my best friend died, I learned how to live
Feeling your emotions is healthy, and crucial even if you want to heal.
While waiting for the safety necessary for my brain to be ready to process them, my body has held these secrets, memories, and pain.
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