Flowers at Your Feet
The good exists even if it’s small, silly, or invisible.
I Still Struggle With PTSD
I want to forget the past and move on. I want my head to quiet down. I want to be able to walk into a store or restaurant and not start to sweat and shake. I want to not be afraid to leave the house.
Don’t Let Your Diagnosis Define You
I let it define me instead of defining my mental state. Everything I did wasn’t because I was doing it; bipolar II was the reason.
Showing Praise
I realize now that my mom wasn’t choosing the pills over me, over her children, the addiction was choosing for her.
Never Too Broken
If healing is finite, I am far from being healed, but I am not broken.
Rally to Prevent Suicide: We Will Not Be Silent
We refuse to stay silent, we refuse to let stigma and the shame it thrives on, encourage us to sit idly while hundreds of thousands of people struggle.
Carrying Each Other
I’m here today for a lot of reasons, but TWLOHA is certainly one of them.
Celebrating My Pride: I Am Not Half Anything
All the time spent thinking I was half-this and half-that and yet not enough of either, when in reality, I am a whole person whose identity is not half-anything.
The Harmaleighs’ Lead Singer Takes on Depression and Anxiety
The Harmaleighs, an indie/rock duo from Nashville, are set to release their sophomore album on August 2. The album is a conceptual work that centers around lead singer Haley’s challenges and triumphs with mental health.
Choosing Courage
You don’t have to survive and endure pain to be strong. Sometimes being strong means freeing yourself of it.
I Don’t Thank My Bipolar for Anything
I don’t thank my bipolar. For anything. Not a single thing.
More Than a Diagnosis
I am more than a diagnosis, and I don’t have to pick between labels.
