Love is For Everyone
Depression told me I wasn’t enough, it told me I was a burden, it told me that I wasn’t worthy of love.
Topic: lgbtqia+
Depression told me I wasn’t enough, it told me I was a burden, it told me that I wasn’t worthy of love.
No matter what I did, there was a lingering feeling that something about who I was, wasn’t OK.
All three of these times, when I made the decision to jeopardize my own existence, I truly wanted to die. In those moments, I believed that whatever I was going through—coming to terms with my sexuality, breakups, fights with friends, bad decisions—was worth ending my life.
By highlighting these tales of human struggle, emotion, and triumph, we hope to share in the wonder of storytelling, and embrace the many ways it can bring us to feel and relate.
Sexuality was my primary struggle growing up. When I was 13, I had the first instance of being attracted to men. During the process of figuring out who I was—I dealt with depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and even attempts.
You’ve gotten through every bad day you didn’t think you could get through. You’ve gotten through every night you wanted to kill yourself and every day you wanted to die.
"I wish someone had told me that I wasn’t alone, that there were literally thousands and thousands of people who were feeling the exact same way as me."
"So many people experienced unspeakable losses this weekend. This is our attempt to help those people begin to heal."
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