Riddle with social anxiety and dependent on others to protect her, Anonymous finds herself in an abusive relationship that leads to depression and PTSD. In the end, her courage to get help saved her life.
For Heather England, it wasn’t until high school that she realized her family wasn’t how families are supposed to be. Her father’s bipolar diagnosed would eventually lead to her own.
“From my earliest memories, I have always felt out of place in this world. A secret knowing, that the one I came from before I entered this life is much better. A part of me that wishes I would go to sleep and never wake up again. Not because I don’t want to live, but because this world wasn’t made for me. It takes so much effort for me to face the sensory onslaught and social nuances each day. So much energy, to just live one day. I get tired.” ~ Superhero Guest Blogger, Mikhaela Ackerman
“I have always prided myself in being an effortlessly positive person. Of course I have had bad days and known sadness. I have failed tests, fallen out with friends and grieved the death of my dearest grandparents, but I have always taken bad periods in stride.
I was surprised when my divorce knocked me for six.”
~Superhero Guest Blogger, Dr. Isabelle Hung
One day, while driving home by myself, a passenger showed up in my car. Unannounced and uninvited, the passenger sat down with me and told me, “If you drive your car into that tree over there, everything will be better.” The passenger’s words were disturbing, and I sat there stunned. Who was this passenger, and why was the passenger saying these upsetting things to me?
After falling in love with a man with bipolar, Wrae finds herself having to work through the grief of his completing suicide.
I know it sounds crazy to think of whistling as a cure for anxiety and depression, but let me explain.