An Invitation to White Therapists
To achieve liberation, we all have to be willing to sacrifice for the collective gain.
Between the Saint and the Psychiatrist: Derealization in Song
When I learned about Saint Dymphna, the patron saint of those who suffer from nervous, emotional, and mental disorders, the anxious and the depressed, I embraced her as a sort of personal guardian.
A New Name
I can be a man. I am a man, even if nobody else sees it.
Facts
I don’t need to always see the light or carry this burden myself.
An Invitation to Learn and Practice Antiracism
We want to invite the TWLOHA community to join us on this necessary and overdue journey toward antiracism.
Black Mental Health Matters
Resources created by and for Black people.
Finally Knowing Who You Are
There’s something powerful about coming out to yourself. There’s something powerful about finally knowing who you are.
Self-Harm and Safe Places
Not everyone gets to bear witness to me. Not everyone gets to know my pain. And that’s okay.
We’re Expected to Be OK
We’re often seen as heroes, but we’re also human.
Love to Live
It’s hard to look back to those moments when I truly did not want to live. It’s difficult to admit you’ve had an honest desire to end your life.
Bless This Mess
The thing about getting clean is that once you get out of rehab, no one’s getting paid to take care of you anymore. That is when the real work starts.
You Are Not Your Thoughts
I’m no stranger to suicidal ideation. I hate calling it that, because it sounds so much more intense than what I feel, which is a passive wish to no longer exist.
