Rebels With a Cause
Boundaries are no longer a buzzword, no longer an imaginary line in the sand: they become our new bylines for how we allow ourselves to be treated.
Boundaries are no longer a buzzword, no longer an imaginary line in the sand: they become our new bylines for how we allow ourselves to be treated.
The thing that I was the best at controlling was what food I put into my body and how much of it I chose to consume and when.
I don’t know why I can’t seem to bear this life. I don’t know why I’m still here.
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.
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