2.10.24 Birds must have flown south for the winter. Or wherever the *** it is birds go when thewind and the cold ransack the homes they had nested within the now barren branches. The trees look broken—almost. I didn’t even notice their orange and yellow leaves...
No. I wasn’t always OK with being bipolar. What’s more, the shame of living with such a disease, propelled to do ridiculous actions that your mania compels you to do, the guilt of feeling depressed when that logical side of your tore-up brain knows there is so much...
I don’t know if I will ever be the person I was before Bipolar 1 Disorder took control of my life.But maybe that’s okay. We, as humans, are always evolving, always changing. Sometimes forthe better. Other times, for the worse. It is hard to accept you are subjected to...
For the majority of us, September marks the start of Autumn. A long-awaited season bringing brisk air, warm apple cider, and the beautiful turning of leaves. But we mustn’t forget. It is also a month dedicated to the cause of suicide awareness and prevention, hence,...
For too long mow, mental health in this nation has gone overlooked—by the government, by the media, and by schools. And for the longest time, I have posed the question: what will it take for the leaders of this country to step up and deliver to schools a curriculum...
Mental health. What does it mean to a twelve-year-old? It may very well mean nothing if he or she has never even heard of the topic. I know I hadn’t when I was that age. In fact, I wasn’t even aware mental illness truly existed, that there were diseases completely...