We Still Get to Love
Perhaps the biggest lie that comes with Valentine’s Day is the idea that if you don’t have romantic love in your life, you don’t have love in your life.
Topic: recovery
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.
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?
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.
Not Everything Is Lost
The concept of restarting seems to go hand-in-hand with a new year. But what if I want to hold onto the last 365 days?
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?
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.”
How I Discovered My Depression—and Began to Confront It
She Is a Fighter
Her heart is pounding rapidly. Her head is throbbing. It feels like her chest is constricting and she can’t seem to catch her breath.
The Best Gift I Can Give Myself
It’s been a long time since I’ve actually enjoyed my birthday. Over the last few years, it’s been a painful reminder that with another year passing, I’m still a mess.
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