Day 19 of 30: Beauty in brokeness

Day 19 of 30: Beauty in brokeness

My first eleven years in this world were marred by physical, emotional, and an instance of sexual abuse, mainly at the hands of my father. He was one of the two people I should have been able to trust most in life, yet he left a very broken child in his wake. What...
Day 17 and 18: Two sides to the same story

Day 17 and 18: Two sides to the same story

To ask the question of how mental health has impacted my life does not give enough strength to the power mental health can have over one’s life. It has not only impacted my life, it has completely grabbed my life by the horns and forced it on an entirely different...
Day 16 of 30: A fellow fighter

Day 16 of 30: A fellow fighter

February 14th, a day that fills most with happiness and love. Is now a day that fills my eyes with tears and my heart with loneliness. Many years ago I knew I needed to get myself help, my depression finally took over my life and I could no longer take it.  I...
Day 15 of 30: Learning about me

Day 15 of 30: Learning about me

When asked to write about my experience with my struggles in mental health my first thought was “Sheesh, got a while?” Then they said “500 to 700 words.” I audibly laughed. How on earth do I encapsulate 40 years of struggle in such a small amount of words? What can I...
Day 14 of 30: Dirty laundry

Day 14 of 30: Dirty laundry

Mental illness….. it’s been a lifelong battle of mine. I’ve been diagnosed with depression, anxiety, Borderline Personality Disorder and PTSD. A result of the sexual abuse I suffered as a child. Regardless of the diagnosis or label, I’ve struggled. My first suicide...
Day 13 of 30: Kaleidoscope

Day 13 of 30: Kaleidoscope

The first time I sat down on a therapist’s couch, I didn’t really know why I was there. My Grammy had asked me to talk to someone before undergoing exploratory surgery to find the cause of the extreme pain in my right hip/thigh that had me taking a lot of pain killers...