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.
Considering Therapy for the First Time
Considering therapy for the first time can be a daunting prospect—filled with emotions ranging from fear and anxiety to anticipation and eagerness.
So, About Self-Love…
Trying to love yourself in a world that tells you you aren’t worth loving as you are is a constant battle.
An Invitation. A Response. And an Introduction to Summer.
The Electric Forest team will be giving away 2 tickets to the second weekend of Electric Forest for people who join in the conversation.
A Letter to My OCD
Sometimes I wonder what my life would feel like without you. Could I survive? I think so. But every time I try to slip away, you grab a hold of me tighter than before.
Watch “Anxiety” by Levi the Poet
Our friend Levi Macallister shares his newest poem, "Anxiety."
Stories From the Road: Welcome to Rockville and Middlelands
We received thanks from people who said that at some point we had said something, or listened to something, or hugged someone at just the right time. Their smiles are nostalgic and expectant—filled with faith that now we can do what we do in new places.
