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Read More5 Things I Use To Manage My Mental Health
I thought it would be a nice idea to tell you about my favourite things I use to manage my mental health. Some I use for my anxiety, some for my depression, and some for both. Create a schedule: Sometimes…
You Are Not Alone
Around three years ago, I started feeling sad. Did I know why I was sad? No. Did I talk to anyone about it? No. I simply felt alone. I spent many nights and days where I would have random periods…
Learning To Accept Yourself
Accepting ourselves is never easy. Loving everything about us is a journey that requires patience and a lot of energy. We spend so much time being conscious about the things we don’t like that we end up undervaluing what we…
Whatever We Go Through Is Not ‘A Choice’ But The ‘Only Option’
What most people think is, people who suffer from anxiety and depression can wake up one day and decide just ‘to get better.’ That one fine day we can wake up, sip up that hot coffee, smile, and try to…
I’ve Saved Five And A Half Lives
The first was at prom night. My date had ditched me for his crush, so I was the only one who noticed my classmate drinking too much of the complimentary champagne. When he left, I followed, and pulled him back…
My Internal Dichotomy
When I attempted suicide I had to wait for the doctor to come back with a diagnosis I had long since given myself. I think I was a million miles away when he said clinical depression. I had laid out…
Shattered Vases
Shattered vases can be glued back together, but they’re never the same vase. Water leaks through their cracks; their surfaces unable to regain their sheen once compromised. Like shattered vases, broken people can be glued back together…but we’re never exactly…
My Honest Struggles With Anxiety
I used to have severely bad social-anxiety. At university, my panic attacks were so unbearable to cope with that I had to reach out for help. I booked a session with my school counsellor at university, and we had a…
My Journey
All of my life I have had OCD. As a kid I would have to arrange pillows in a certain way. I would have to run and touch the living room door over and over again but it wasn’t until…
They Said I Would Never Walk Again…At Least Not How I Did Before
I woke up to the blurred images of people frantic on their cellular phones and their fingers on my body feeling for a pulse. Suddenly it came back to me, I was hit by that silver jeep. I lay on…
The Invisible Wounds
18 years, 6 months, 13 days, 18 hours, and 22 minutes. That is how much time I had with my best friend in the entire world on this earth, my dad. It wasn’t enough, it will never be enough. It…
I Almost Lost My Life To Depression
18 months ago, I almost lost my life to depression. Things had gotten so bad that I went to stay in a recovery facility. My husband held the fort at home, working all hours and putting on a brave face,…
Brace Yourself. They’re Gonna Talk. Let Them!
When I was a child growing up, I had no care of what people thought of me (like most children). You don’t care if your hair is out of place, if your clothes are on point, or anything for that…
Your Job Is Not Your Identity
This is something that has taken me years to figure out. I had always associated my friends’, my families’ and my own identity with that of their job. You work in finance? You work hard and want more for yourself.…
