There May Not be a Cure but There Is Hope
I stuttered, “I…I’m suicidal.” I nearly passed out as those words fell from my lips.
Topic: suicide
Disability and Mental Illness
Your empathy will go a long way in assisting our perceptions of ourselves and the world around us.
Finally Knowing Who You Are
There’s something powerful about coming out to yourself. There’s something powerful about finally knowing who you are.
You Are Not Your Thoughts
I’m no stranger to suicidal ideation. I hate calling it that, because it sounds so much more intense than what I feel, which is a passive wish to no longer exist.
Rainy Days and Dark Nights
None of this is easy, but it is worth it.
There Is No Prerequisite for Joy
Hope won’t be easy, and it doesn’t have to be. It only has to be worth it.
If I Hadn’t Stayed
There is so much more to life than what is happening in this exact moment in time...
Why I No Longer Refer to My Attempt as Weak
Being alive is not something to feel ashamed of.
Searching for Answers to Surviving the Suicide of a Beloved
In the wake of his suicide, I became suicidal, a common side-effect of surviving a suicide.
I Know Now
My brother was extraordinary. When he died, so suddenly and without warning, I felt that nothing would be extraordinary again. Except for my pain.
Pulling Back the Curtain
I knew he was struggling, but he told me was better.
No Longer a Punchline
Nearly every day, I imagine the many ways in which I could die. Or I list off, in my head, the reasons why I should be dead.
