Why Therapy Isn’t Just for “People with Problems”
There is no definitive ranking of life problems or competition that results in being dubbed more worthy of help.
Topic: healing
For Those Days When You Just Aren’t Impressed by Recovery
Recovery changes, sometimes day-to-day. It isn’t always an inspiring dedication to a healthy, happy life. Sometimes it’s just pushing through because you know it’s the smart thing to do—because you know that’s how you’ll make progress.
The Choice to Stay
Hope, what strange concept is this? Is it an emotion or an action? Is it the belief inside that good things are ahead or a leap of faith into a scary unknown that trusts that strength will be found when it’s needed?
Your Birthday Matters.
For every person on this planet, there's a special day where we pause to honor our existence and our stories that are still being written.
What is Better?
Better isn’t a smooth drive through a prairie abundant with sunshine. It’s a path down arduous terrain with unforeseen cliffs and obstacles that force us to slow down or reroute.
K(no)w Hope
Just like you, I still get stuck in moments. There are days I wake to that can seem overwhelming. Mostly, however, I find today—the present—to be a gift.
Allowing Myself to Be Known
If I couldn’t even rationalize my mental illness to myself, how could I ever explain it to anyone else?
It’s the Most Difficult Time of the Year
The holidays do not need to be happy or merry to be beautiful and valuable and worthy of life. The people who love you don’t need you to fake a smile or a laugh, they just need you.
Welcome to Midnight
The ball drops and fireworks. Resolutions are made. People scream and people kiss and is it possible to change? Is it really truly possible to leave the past behind?
Embracing My Scars
I’ve taken to calling the marks in my skin my “war wounds.” They are the scars that remained when the fight was finished, and the evidence that I was stronger than that which had tried to harm me.
The Reality of “Getting Better”
Better, when it comes to mental illness, isn’t charted with benchmarks or being able to say “I’m cured.”
He Was an Eagle
By telling our stories, we allow them to find the light, to find other people and other storytellers. Suicide took the power of storytelling from my brother.
