november has gone: thirty days passed by and i’m still striving. my hands no longer shake from the tragedy inside my lungs but it is …
Dear Depression
Dear Depression, You suck. You come and go, but you mostly come back to me when I’m stressed. You make me overthink things and make …
Dear Self: You’re Worth It
Dear Self, I haven’t been writing for myself–excuse me, for you–ever since I met the people around my life: family, friends, loved ones, and that …
The Red Hands by Haley Jones
She fought for breath from the red hands. Their grip bound to her neck Her chest anchored Her heart flooded with fear Her breathing deeper …
Dear Hope: A Mental Health Blog That’s Transforming Lives Through Personal Stories and Photography
While browsing through the blog Dear Hope, you’d never know that it was created for a class assignment. The blog hosts creative writing, informative articles, …
The White Place by Chance Walsh
These walls are unbroken Inside them I’m breaking bending bleeding Pleading for freedom far from this prison I’ve built. Lyrical liar don’t listen to your …
Writing as an Outlet: An Interview with Tonya Ingram
Depression can sneak up behind you silently, encompass you, drown you, all the while you’re crying on your bedroom floor thinking, What the hell is …
underbelly by S. Makai Andrews
don’t tell your mother about the painting you have of a gun in the back of your room. don’t tell her about the time you …
The Truth About Stigma
Yesterday — in one day alone — I received 121 messages from readers who wrote to let me know that All the Bright Places in …