Generalized Anxiety Disorder. Those three words changed the course of my life forever. Now, I know that I have always been a bit "different" in respects to my peers. No other students double and triple checked about the due date of an assignment. They didn't go into an anxious panic because the plan was changed. [...]
Anxiety: by Hunter Proulx Something feels wrong I feel like I am about to drown Drown in my own worries and sorrows that I cannot express My hands shake and my head is spinning My patience is now thinning I cannot go on any longer this way I sit and I pray I pray for [...]
Almost twenty-five years ago, my first diagnosis was given to me. I was an angsty teen angry and sad because my family had moved from the only home I knew, from the only state I knew. I left the city where I would fall asleep many nights to cars backfiring or gunshots for suburbia of [...]
Body, Crescent It is out of compulsion that I pinch my skin - my nails slowly digging into the brown, leaving crescent dents onto my arms and back. These scars, these stories, written in gory all over my body I can see them trying to talk to each other like letters written in a book [...]
When do you get back to normal? Maybe the better question is whether or not there even is such a thing as normal. Society tends to make us believe that we should fit into standards they’ve defined in order to be considered a part of the status quo. But what does that even mean? [...]
Art has an underlying sense of urgency. As an artist, you only have one lifetime to get as much out of your head and onto paper as possible. Unless you are one of a select few that can devote most of their day to creating art, you most likely have limits to your creative time [...]
Help me understand why only the negative side of those individuals with a mental health disorder is seen. It’s not our fault. Yet we’re being discriminated against who we are, and some of us even punished. We are not crazy. We deserve better treatment than what’s been given to us. Society claims that too much [...]
I felt the heaviness lift, and I stepped into my own skin. As time went by, the feeling began to grow, one of despair, sadness, and hopelessness. I couldn’t understand why, as I had dropped the coat at the door with all its distastefulness. As I looked down I saw a single thread that [...]
It has taken me over four decades to get a proper diagnosis and treatment. Here’s how the journey went. I knew when I was a child that there was something wrong with me. That was all too clear. I was told I was “too sensitive,” which meant to me that there was something [...]
I’m currently 43. My children are now 26, 18, 16, and 10. I didn’t receive my diagnosis of major depressive disorder until I was 41; therefore, I also received no treatment until that point. I had no idea that I had been suffering from a medical condition for years. I thought I was just pretty [...]
