Hello, Old Sport. Such an unfamiliar yet recognizable sight. “Gatsby believed in the green light… It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning —— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the…
mental illness
Where’s Your Head At? Alternate Title: Tough Calls
This is a tough post to write, but because I believe in being honest, I can’t not write it. And it’ll be choppy and vague in parts and I’ll do my best to explain as much as I can but some of this just isn’t my story to tell, so fill in the blanks, I…
I Am A Face Of Mental Illness
I have a personal rule against watching the news. It fuels my anxiety and since I don’t actually like feeling anxious I avoid all things which cause me anxiety whenever I reasonably can. So the news is on my Do Not Watch list. It’s one of the only things on that list, because hey, watching TV…
I Didn’t Know Him, But His Life Mattered
Tuesday was World Suicide Prevention Day. All this week, I’ve thought about him. How his life mattered to me. How his death forever changed me. I kept his memory close this week not sure I could find the words to say that I hadn’t said already. And then I talked to my mom this morning and…