I'm tired. I'm tired of the constant battle in my mind. The enemy that lives in my brain and strains me, drains me, to the point of mental exhaustion. I'm tired of having two separate personalities. Im tired of being the kid who's always upbeat, who always brings the positive outlook and always says yes. [...]
Psycho in Disguise A True Story about the Life of a Schizophrenic by Rochelle Tschida Words 1565 Date Sep. 7th, 2016 A waitress at The Modern on 53rd in New York City approaches your table. Her glasses are artistic, funky, slightly too big for the small face they adorn. People person, it’s obvious she has [...]
I am not a pretty girl I am a spiritual girl One that loves god And one who can feel the earth move But not one who believes in churches I am a caring girl One that loves being held And can stand on her own But not one who will be taken for granted [...]
It’s 3 am…. My 18 year old wakes up, sobbing and screaming “Mommy!”. I rush into her room, knowing that she didn’t take her anti-psychotic medicine. “I’m bleeding, my hair, I hit my head when I fell and now it’s bleeding. My brain, inside my head… I’m going to die. I am dyeing Mamma. Oh [...]
I Am Your Self Hate I do not want to get better, and I hate these therapy groups you go to. I will not let you feel anything but the suffering I believe you deserve. I will drive everyone who is close to you away with my wicked ways. I don’t want to have fun. [...]
I Did Not Choose to Have Borderline Personality Disorder Up and down. Energized and then extremely sad. It’s feeling happy and content and feeling irritable and agitated one moment later. Sometimes there is a trigger, sometimes it simply happens. It is very clear to me why Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) is difficult to diagnose. The [...]
Trigger warning: I go into a bit of backstory regarding how my super religious homeschooled upbringing changed how my mental health as a teenager was/wasn’t treated. Some of this content could be triggering. In the deep South, you go to church every Sunday, say “y’all”, and always properly address your elders. You drink sweet tea [...]
Re(member) Dad? By Patrick J. Derilus remember that time, when we lived in West Haverstraw, that time i was about a teenage boy in middle school, and my mom was outside doing something, you came out of the shower, humming some kind of a moribund song. i walked out of my room, and you snatched [...]
I was six years old when I realized something was wrong with me. There had been signs before then, of course, which I had dismissed as being part of my temperament. Even at four years old I remember feeling sad, anxious, and uncomfortable. Back then, my anxiety manifested itself in a less harmful way. I [...]
My dear old friend depression used to visit me a couple times a year, then she started coming around once a month, eventually she just moved in. Now I can't imagine not living with her by my side. She sleeps in my bed, she eats my food, she goes out with my friends. At first [...]
