Depression and Frank the Spider
Even though people would be surprised if I told them I was depressed, it doesn't make me feel better.
Topic: depression
How I’m Really Feeling
On the days when my smile is the biggest and my laugh is the most boisterous, I wish someone would notice my eyes pleading quietly for a soft squeeze of the hand or a long hug.
Please Be Patient
The most gutwrenching symptom of this disease is not the desire for death, but rather the fear of life.
No Longer Late on the Rent
I couldn’t name mental health. I couldn’t call my depression by its title when it came creeping up to scare me. Instead, I let it overstay its welcome.
Radical Acceptance: Shattered & Joyful
I can’t “choose happiness,” but I can invite it.
Survival Is Not a Small Thing
To keep letting each new day greet you even when you feel like you have nothing to offer it is not insignificant.
Growing Up in a Home That Doesn’t Believe in Mental Health
I thought I was broken somehow and there was no fixing it.
For Better or Worse
If I could take away his pain and trauma, would I? Of course.
My Middle Name
Hope. It’s a concept I’ve long rejected. I’ve seen it as only a setup for disappointment, only wishful thinking.
High-Functioning Depression: A Silent Fight
The thing about the bad days is: I’m really good at hiding them.
Joy—In Spite of It All
Let us not forget that joy, laughter, and connection are also incredibly transformative medicines.
Smashing Stigmas: From The Perspective of a Partner
