Arianne shares how her stay in a psychiatric hospital saved her life.
Lucy finds herself in front of a doctor who assumes a self-help book will fix her troubles when all she’s looking for is a prescription refill for the psychotropic she takes for anxiety and depression.
The other day, I was scrolling through my Twitter feed and I saw a tweet that got me thinking more about my depression than I ever had before. It said, in essence, that depression isn’t being perpetually sad. It’s being continually numb. That definitely hit me hard, as I’d never sat back and evaluated exactly how I felt or how it might be affecting the relationships in my life. I know that I’d never really had a long-term romantic interest, but I never thought to connect that to my mental health.
Raped in her freshman year of college, Laurie couldn’t find anyone to help her get justice. Her mental health spiralled downward. After 4 years of crying for help, it took 1 person to notice for her to begin to fight her way out.
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