It's ever-morphing. I've been plagued with it since I was very little; it was absolutely horrific, at times it was really bad and sometimes it was better, but always a battle. My ever-present condition is the trichotillomania. In varying degrees and severity, it's always been there. The rest of it has changed significantly. Mostly because [...]
Finding Myself Adolescence. Not the most fun time in life, in general, but for me, it was rather miserable. I was not happy, did not like school and hated all of the girl drama. College was a savior for me as I met wonderful friends and was able to befriend New York City as my [...]
Walking On Land Mines I once described my anxiety as aneurysms, or mines, just below the surface and ever ready to explode, with or without warning. Mostly, that foresight is miles away. Walk and live one way, and I’d never set off a single land mine. Walk and live the other way, and it would [...]
My name is Christin Harper-Wright, and I have Schizoaffective Disorder, PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, and Social Anxiety. Ever since I was a child I knew I was different from the other kids. I was so depressed and hurt with no real reason I could understand. I couldn't enjoy the things most children do. Even going for [...]
Hiding has always come easily to me, even from myself. I spent my first thirty years hiding from the reality that I needed help. When I thought about it, I thought I was being strong. It wasn’t until I faced my demons that I found out what real strength was. My name is Jen. I [...]
Laughing at a Dump Truck Full of Dead Babies "What's worse than a dump truck full of dead babies?" my teenage niece asks me suddenly. I shake my head without a clue how to respond. "Unloading them with a pitchfork," she answers with perfect deadpan timing. I laugh. I laugh so hard tears fill my [...]
Know thyself?” is the title of an article I read a few months ago, and that title has become the paradox of my life. My name is Stephanie, I was born in Honduras, mother of two beautiful boys, with a great job, and yet it’s hard for me to define myself as a survivor. Let’s [...]
BIPOLAR DINOSAUR Having a bipolar disorder is like keeping a pet dinosaur. You live your life everyday doing everyday things, while out of the corner of your eye, you keep an eye on your dinosaur. Let me give you an example. In the car, you buckle up your dinosaur into the back seat. Driving along, [...]
Stigma Fighters has an official YouTube Channel! It's a place where you can share yours stories about living with mental illness in a video format. You might be thinking: Sarah, how can I send you my story? Well, here's how! Made a video telling your story. Make sure it is a maximum of five minutes long. Send [...]
Living for Mental Health Awareness! It’s Time to Normalize the Elephant! By Emily Wu Truong (吳怡萱) The subject of mental health is the elephant in the room that no one wants to talk about. Many often choose not to seek help in fear of becoming marginalized and ostracized by friends and family. As a result, [...]