recovery

Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.

  • Hypodermically Speaking
    Published 2 days ago
    Recovery in Progress

    Recovery in Progress

  • Jessica Hatton
    Published 9 days ago
    Cut the Crap

    Cut the Crap

    When I was twelve years old, I grabbed a pair of scissors from my parent’s desk and made a small cut.
  • Christopher Donovan
    Published 15 days ago
    Gratitude

    Gratitude

    In case you’ve arrived late…
  • Stacey Broad
    Published 17 days ago
    My Secret Addiction

    My Secret Addiction

    For as long as I can remember I have always felt the need to look after others. It doesn’t matter if it’s a family member, friend, or even someone that I barely know. I have an inherent need to help “fix” the lives of others whether they want me to or not. Now wanting to help others is not a bad thing, unless it begins to be at the cost of your own physical, mental, and emotional wellbeing. I am extremely sensitive to the feelings of others, and I find it very difficult to take a step back and remove myself from situations in which I over-empathize with someone else. This is especially true if it is someone I care about. I became almost obsessive in my need to help others, and I would often begin to sacrifice my own mental health and financial stability to support someone who I believed to need my help. When I look back now, I realize that I was providing support to people who hadn’t even asked for my help. I truly believed that they needed me, they just didn’t know it yet. My feelings of self-worth began to “depend” on my ability and need to make things better for those whose lives I believed needed to be fixed.
  • Ariana Rose
    Published 21 days ago
    Living with mental health

    Living with mental health

    I have always wanted to share my story with people, as I think I could bring on some wisdom, advice, and comfort to others. This is just one part of my huge story, just a day in my life with mental illness.
  • Christopher Donovan
    Published 23 days ago
    Need

    Need

    For the benefit of any newcomers…
  • Amanda Olejniczak
    Published 24 days ago
    Because of my therapist

    Because of my therapist

    Being diagnosed with Anorexia at the age of 16 was not a part of my plan. I dreamed of being an ENT (ear, nose and throat) doctor while gigging in a band as a drummer on the side. For as long as I can remember being a doctor and a drummer was my plan, that plan took a huge turn after my parents made the decision to pull me out of the art school I was attending and put me back in the public school system. The short story for why they made this decision is that while I was already knee-deep in Anorexia at this point, yet still went unnoticed, I had decided I wanted to be a psychologist to help other people so therefore I did not want to take percussion as my elective any longer which my parents did not approve of.
  • Joseph Willson
    Published 30 days ago
    Ashley

    Ashley

    Where do I begin? Ashley, for all intents and purposes is my life line.
  • Christopher Donovan
    Published about a month ago
    Wonderland

    Wonderland

    So, a quick recap…
  • Spencer Schmidt
    Published about a month ago
    I Had To Start Over

    I Had To Start Over

    Almost to the exact date of my momentous mindset shift just last year.. this story will tell a different path decision going into 2020.
  • Christopher Donovan
    Published about a month ago
    Flow

    Flow

    In October 2019, I spent two weeks on a psychiatric ward.
  • TBIRRA
    Published about a month ago
    Don't give up.

    Don't give up.

    When I was younger than 16, I had already started suffering from my first eating disorder. Anorexia.