Somewhere Between Life, Death, and a Mountain
I know this place because I have been here so often I should have it furnished. This is the place where hope and the well wishes and good intentions of close ones are not permitted to enter.
Topic: suicide
Believing in What Isn’t Guaranteed
If and when I find myself at rock bottom, I will make my peace there.
Smile When You Are Ready
Two years ago, my younger sister and only sibling died by suicide. Suicide has touched me. No, let me rephrase that, suicide has raked it’s claws across me, dug in, and refused to let go. I’m now what is commonly referred to as a “survivor of suicide.”
Tomorrow Needs Us to Fight for Today
Today, this week, and well into the future, we’re asking you to fight with us.
Healing Through Words and Pages
To read the stories of people, to quietly be involved in their struggles and their victories reminds me that it’s OK to be human, in all its flaws and all its glory.
World Suicide Prevention Day 2018: Tomorrow Needs You
Today is not the day your story ends. Today is not the day the darkness wins. Today needs you to know that it’s okay to ask for help. Because tomorrow needs you.
Dear Friend
All you need to do today is make it through today. And if you are capable, go one step further, and simply recognize that the voice inside your head, is just that.
It’s OK to Take a Step Back
What It’s Like to Have a Mental Illness
We are soldiers in an invisible war few people can even begin to comprehend. We are warriors fighting countless battles each and every day. And even when it feels as if we’re losing, we keep going.
Today
Today, I woke up. Despite wishing before I went to sleep that I wouldn't.
On Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain: Vulnerable People Do Not Always Look Vulnerable
It’s easy to believe that fame, professional success, wealth, or adoration can protect people from pain, but that is not true. Addiction doesn’t discriminate. Depression doesn’t care if you’re great at what you do.
She Liked Mornings
My favorite person in the world isn’t here anymore. All the trips I wanted us to take, the late-night chats yet to be had, cups of our favorite tea yet to be enjoyed. I don’t know what the solution is, but I do know that she’d want me to keep running.
