When Hope is Out at Sea
Having a panic attack is not necessarily a sign of an impending breakdown or a step back in recovery.
We deserve to seek help without stigma from those tasked with caring for us.
I remember drafting an email to her and waiting three days because I was too nervous to send it.
There’s this phrase I keep seeing when a tragic and usually surprising suicide makes the news.
I didn’t want to leave Liza behind, but I desperately wanted to be happy again. The old me was gone, though.
Going to the hospital isn’t fun, but if it keeps you safe, it’s worth it.
Without connection, our souls whither. We long to be known.
You don’t deserve to be alone, and you don’t deserve to feel the pain of isolation.
It is not easy living in reality, and my mind’s ability to close the curtains on my trauma remains unmatched.
Although pain convinces us we are dying, when you confront it by feeling rather than avoiding it, you realize it is just a feeling that’s visiting.
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