Depression

//Depression

Taylor Nicole

I remember driving over the Gold Star bridge as a child (the summer before the fifth grade), on the way to an art fair with my mom, and seeing him. He appeared to be standing on the opposite side of the fence of the bridge, and if I remember correctly he was wearing shorts. My [...]

By |2017-02-22T09:50:19-08:00February 23rd, 2017|Categories: Depression, Stigma Fighters, Suicide|1 Comment

Chris Coombs

For everyone with depression, the experience is different. But you wouldn't know it from our societal image of the black dog. A million and one cookie-cutter 'signs and symptoms' pieces online, will blithely tell you the things to look for. Sleeping too much or not enough, isolating, lack of personal care and loss of interest, [...]

By |2017-02-13T09:48:01-08:00February 13th, 2017|Categories: Depression, Stigma Fighters|0 Comments

TINYLETTER.COM/CRYING Eve Peyser

TINYLETTER.COM/CRYING Eve Peyser I began sending out a newsletter every time I cried because I thought it would be funny. A compulsive journaler obsessed with keeping track of my various mental health issues—depression, anxiety, severe suicidal ideation, ADHD—I never had much desire to keep any of my mental health issues a secret. Talking about what [...]

By |2017-02-09T15:59:07-08:00February 9th, 2017|Categories: ADHD, Depression|Tags: , , , |2 Comments

Angie Miller

Depression: Thinking in Metaphors I am depressed. The realization comes barreling down on me like a truck with no brakes, slamming headlong as splinters and shards slice open my reality. But the doctor isn’t in the office today. And it’s the weekend. And the counselor has no available openings for months. And I realize that [...]

By |2017-01-29T17:55:20-08:00January 30th, 2017|Categories: Depression, Stigma Fighters|1 Comment

Amanda Berger

Locked Out Hopping onto the bathroom vanity made of fake marble, that my mother called elegant, I studied my face. The answer to my question had to be hiding somewhere in my features. Why wouldn't other kids play with me? With desperation, I searched my reflection for what made me unacceptable. Two slightly slanted green [...]

By |2017-01-02T11:55:23-08:00January 2nd, 2017|Categories: Depression, Stigma Fighter's Poetry, Stigma Fighters|4 Comments