How Photography Saved My Life
Have you ever felt scared and alone? Helpless, hopeless, or worthless? Like everything is suddenly out of control?
Liminal Space: A Song of Hope and Encouragement
Liminal space refers to a transition from “what was” to "the next." It is the waiting place of not knowing. This space is often filled with anxiety, but also a place where growth and change can begin.
Budgeting My Depression
Even though I can’t make my depression or anxiety go away, it’s given me a lot of comfort to realize I can try to give it less to work with.
Let’s Stop Missing PTSD: A Lesson from the Psych Ward
I share my story in hope that people will get help way before I did. I want PTSD to be on their radar because it wasn’t anywhere near mine. I had never fought in a war; I had never survived a horrific accident. I was ignorant to the fact that any of us can develop PTSD.
When the Fat Girl Gets Skinny: The Short Film
I wrote “When the Fat Girl Gets Skinny” because I was frustrated. I was frustrated because I was starving myself and all anybody could say to me was how amazing I looked now. How inspiring my rapid weight loss was to them.
The Girl With the Antidepressant Past
I know that life isn’t black and white like that. And if depression is the black and utter joy is the white, then maybe it’s in the in-between where the colors are, where I can find sorrow and joy often coexisting right in the same moment.
28 Keystrokes
With the following 28 keystrokes, I am going to write one of the most difficult sentences I have ever written for a public audience: I struggle with self-injury.
Letters
Allow this to be my letter to you, an open invitation for you to use that voice to ask for the help you need and deserve. This is my shout into the void telling you that you are enough. Not too little, not too much. You are so fantastically, spectacularly enough.
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.
Your Body is Not a Problem
I assumed that happiness and acceptance of myself and my body could only be achieved if I “fixed” myself to the standards I was seeing.
How My Beauty Routine Helps With My Anxiety
I discovered makeup and my anxiety in the same 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.
