To Hope Is to Fight
My name is Michelle and I have Major Depressive Disorder. It’s severe and it’s recurrent. But I am not my depression, and my depression is not me. MDD is a part of my story, but it isn’t my identity.
Passage
Watch the short film written and directed by Tommy Harden.
Working It: Hannah Brencher Uses Her Story to Inspire Honest Conversations About Mental Health
My first run-in with depression was my first year after college. I was living in New York City and, at the time, I had no idea what depression was or how it could affect me.
Why I Stopped Drinking
My sobriety story isn’t typical. I wasn’t addicted to drugs or pills or alcohol. I wouldn’t say I had an “addiction” at all.
Name the Dream
Our friend Tonya Ingram shares her thoughts on new dreams for the new year.
Being Christian and Living With a Mental Illness
I’m writing about this because the stigma surrounding mental illness, especially in Christian communities, keeps people locked in prisons of shame, refusing to admit that they need help.
Illogical Truth
I want you to understand this: If you are in the pits of depression, if you are suicidal, if any of the above spoke to you, depression is lying.
To the Girl Who Wrote My Suicide Note
This letter is a reminder to the girl who wrote my suicide note. It is a reminder to myself: I am worth it, even when I don’t believe it. I am worth it.
Welcome to Midnight
"The ball drops and fireworks. Resolutions are made. People scream and people kiss and is it possible to change? Is it really truly possible to leave the past behind?"
What I Do Know
By remaining seated, I decided my life was worth holding onto. I was choosing to believe I mattered enough to do the work that had to follow...
A Safety Plan for When Life Gets Rough
We need to learn how to create elbow and knee pads for our mental health.
Instead of Killing Myself, I Called a Suicide Hotline
You call and wait to be connected, and after that minute or so wait, you speak to an elder Black woman, elder because you can hear the age and timbre of her experienced voice, and hear her breath while you cry and sob and weep in public...
