community stories
Welcome to our community! Here you will find personal stories, articles, poems and other creative pieces by writers from all around the world.
Immerse yourself in these wonderful accounts of life and mental health, told from the point of view of caretakers, people who are going through it, people who are healing, and people just like you and me.
Because we all have a story, and we all have our own personal struggles and journeys. And we want you to know that it’s okay to.
the Stigma of Mental Health still Fills the Halls of High School
When some think of high school, they may think of it as one of the happiest times of their lives. High school can be a period of personal growth where one develops self-identity, gains independence, makes lasting friendships, etc. This period in life can shape one’s...
the Stigma of Mental Health still Fills the Halls of High School
When some think of high school, they may think of it as one of the happiest times of their lives. High school can be a period of personal growth where one develops self-identity, gains independence,...
god does not love beyonce and me equally
At the age of 26, Eli Whitney invented the cotton gin, Napoleon Bonaparte conquered Italy, and Ken Kesy published One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. At 27, I, Kellie Wood, cannot figure out the child safety lock on my bottle of CVS brand mouthwash. ...
Being Okay with Being Bipolar
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...
Happy (and not-so-happy) Holiday Season
When most people think about the holiday season, they think of positive things like quality timewith family, traditions, and good memories. They’ll say “Happy Holidays!” to friends andstrangers alike, and while the intention is usually good, they fail to realize...
Remain Hopeful
A few years ago I tried taking my own life. I jumped 35 feet onto concrete. My brother took his own life when I was 21 so I already felt genetically dispositioned. Right before I jumped I remember thinking all this was too much. I felt I had the weight of the world on...
Explaining Therapy to Your Immigrant Parents
Talk about Breaking Taboo, right? Perhaps it’s the case that most parents don’t quite understand therapy and all that it has to offer, but immigrant parents are particularly averse to the concept of talk therapy. Maybe it’s tradition, maybe it’s misconceptions, or...
A Week With Bipolar
drip drip drip drip The sound of my single serve coffee maker pours out a fresh cup this Monday morning. I start to write in my journal— a scale from 1 to 5. My therapist had me do this exercise ranking how I feel on any particular day; 1 being awful, 5 feeling like I...