Most people who meet me would never believe that not all that long ago I stood on chair with a rope tied around my neck. That not all that long ago I tilted my head back and downed a few bottles worth of pills. That I begged for death on a daily basis and tried [...]
On any given evening around 4:30pm, you will find me standing in front of the stove cooking some wondrous creation. Or most likely meatballs and spaghetti. I dress in my finest plaid fleece lounge pants paired with one of my 800 hoodies. My hair may or may not be clean, but most definitely not brushed. Same [...]
On Choosing Life When my mom made an appointment for me to talk to a therapist after my boyfriend and my father died within four months of each other, it instigated yet another explosive argument. “I'm not crazy,” I shrieked at her. I did a lot of shrieking back then. I was so terrified of the [...]
Grace and Guts I have a recurring dream—a nightmare, really—about being locked inside a glass house. The house has no curtains or furniture, and any dividing walls inside are also made of glass. All the lights are on in the house; it’s midnight. I can’t see out into the world, but the world can see me. [...]
My Life As An Obsessive by Lauren Osborn I hated my psychiatrist, his smug, clean-shaven face like a map that hadn’t been colored in. Photos of his immaculate wife and his pristine children glared at me from inside their well-polished frames. “Tell me about these thoughts,” he said. But where could I begin? How do [...]
Hello my name is Liam Kennedy and I have suffered with mental health problems for seven years but I am currently into eighteen months of recovery. Through my period of recovery I have become so much stronger and have got my confidence back and then some. I don’t see myself as being stronger than any other mental [...]
I shared my story here before, about 7 months ago – back in May, but things have changed since then. This is kind of an anniversary post, and a pretty substantial change from them. Today I am two years clean of any kind of self-harm. I cannot say that I never want to anymore. The [...]
I was 35 the day everything changed. I had a happy marriage, two perfect little girls, an education and respectable career, good friends and a good church that I was plugged into. I was a glass-half-full kinda girl living a pretty darn good life. And then the flood happened. Everything in my life now seems [...]
I was eight years old when I realized that something was wrong with me. Things that came so easily to other people (raising my hand in class, climbing stairs, brushing hair, running) were suddenly the hardest part of my day. “Doesn’t this hurt you?” I would say to my friends, as we stood at the [...]
I have always been a thinker, a bit of a lonely wolf with just a few close friends. My family says that when I was younger I was always happy and full of energy, but that changed when I became a teenager. It was probably there I started to have something that is called Generalized [...]
