For the past few months, I’ve been struggling to accept my mental illness diagnosis. Or maybe it’s not about accepting it, but learning that it doesn’t define me and regaining control of my life. I was sure that I was doing that since my diagnosis but what I was actually doing was pretending that I … Continue reading Maybe you can relate.
I laid there in tears with my letter by my side as my entire body began to go numb. The numbing now matched the pain I had felt for months. Except now, it was finally physical and no one could tell me that it wasn't real. I'm not exactly sure where I went wrong or … Continue reading Surviving