A Safety Plan For Anxiety Attacks
My skin feels hot and my jaw clenches. My hands are gripping the wheel. Intrusive thoughts make an attempt to take over.
My skin feels hot and my jaw clenches. My hands are gripping the wheel. Intrusive thoughts make an attempt to take over.
I was completely unaware of the things that had been stored in my body for years.
I don’t let myself feel it.
My recovery did not begin until I truly accepted I would have to manage and cope with Bipolar Disorder for the rest of my life.
We are worth loving through our brokenness and our pain.
I lost my son to suicide. Then, I lost the necklace I got to remember him.
Suicide, much like addiction, disease, and other mental health diagnoses can happen to anyone.
How would our classrooms, our homes, and our world be different if schools were empowered to teach the skills needed to boost resilience, (emotional) regulation, and relationships?
Sometimes hope is the thing that convinces us with no shortage of turmoil to stay put as we wait for the tides to turn.
Hope is powerful and necessary but sometimes that’s not how the story ends. Sometimes, your sister dies and you just have to keep living without her.
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