It’s World Suicide Prevention Day today. If you’ve been around these parts for a while, you know my story and my multiple brushes with death by suicide. This year, I didn’t want to rehash those stories. You can always go to the archive and read them if you wish and I encourage you to doContinue reading “#BeHereTomorrow”
Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. If you know anything at all about my story, you know my history with mental illness and suicide. It’s days like today that put everything I fight for into perspective. I’ve been thinking a lot the past 24 hours about the nexus of all of this, what was oneContinue reading “Please Stay”
A quick note: The title of this post says it all: I am going to struggle my way through writing this, for a multitude of reasons. Another note: There is really no controversy here and you may think the title is “clickbaity” but understand something: What I’m about to reveal is something that has traumatizedContinue reading “The Blog Post Everything in Me is Telling Me Not to Write”
You see it on TV all the time, ghost hunter shows exploring an old psychiatric hospital. You’ve seen movies such as One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and you think that must be what it’s like, but it’s not. There were no ghosts, no demons, and at least where I was, no Nurse Ratched. Lately, I’ve noticed more and moreContinue reading “We Need to Stop Making Light of Psych Wards”
Heavy breathing, heart racing, palms sweating, crying and even screaming – I was having another panic attack. It was the middle of the summer of 2012 and I had just graduated high school, an accomplishment I was proud of. I was also having massive panic attacks at least three times daily, which were by theContinue reading “What You Get Wrong About My Panic Attacks”
“I completely understand it. It’s all from Satan.” This was the last message I received and the last contact I would have before it happened and the darkest days of my life begun.
Most people who come across me on a daily basis notice one thing about me – I’m almost always smiling and full of joy. On the rare occasion I’m not smiling, people tend to ask why I’m not. Smiling comes naturally to me, and it comes from a deep sense of joy. What people areContinue reading “Semicolon”