Growing up I was never taught what mental health was, what emotional regulation looked like, and never saw my parents cry until I was much older. All that I know now about mental and emotional health has been self-taught through my academics, personal struggles...
Read MoreMy name is Mitch and this is my story of taking shame and turning it into acceptance. I live with anxiety and finally, I'm good with it. My intention for writing this is twofold. First, the more I talk about it, the better I...
Read MoreMy name is Moe Bsat and I struggle with anxiety. My struggle began in Law School. It started with weight gain, depressive moods, excessive drinking, and a lack of sleep. In my last year of school, I couldn't...
Read MoreCold tile pressed up against my cheek as I laid there on the floor, puzzled, fixating on the tears streaming down my face. What is happening? I’m not sad, or am I? Curled up, crying on the bathroom floor – that was...
Read MoreLast night I tried to kill myself. I’ve lived my darkest nightmare. Come to think of it, the entire time I used cocaine was me tiptoeing closer and closer to the edge of the nightmare. How far could I push it...
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