Depression is an anvil strung to each of my limbs, my brain, my soul. Its weight is so heavy that at times I feel as though...
Self-harm became a daily routine for me. Nothing else mattered except the sense of escaping from everyday life. Escaping from feeling so numb and hopeless.
Iceberg Essay: The Mysteries Below the Surface
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Jack’s Story
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My Depression Does Not Define Me
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A Life Story
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My Depression in My Life
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My Bipolar Disorder Story
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Better Days
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Courage
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My Journey Through an Eating Disorder
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Self-Harm Struggle
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Sierra’s Story
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Living with PTSD and Major Depressive Disorder
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What Is BPD?
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I am a Medicated Momma
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The Weather Is Not Bipolar
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Turning Corners
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To Oblivion and Back
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Building My Life Worth Living
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When I Watched Nurses in the ER Call People Like Me “Crazy”
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The True Anguish of OCD and Anxiety Disorders
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