Originally posted on Stigmama as a companion piece to The Silent Fighters. When I was a kid, my mother was really big about instilling the simple concept that you should treat those how you would want to be treated. This includes those who may not treat you in the nicest way. Honestly … Continue reading Breeding the Stigma
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Under the grip of Anxiety
First, I want to say I have missed terribly blogging. I have missed the entire blogging community. I have missed the interactions and feedback. Most of all, I have missed the love and friendships. This is why I am telling Anxiety to go fuck itself. Anxiety is what has been holding me back from posting … Continue reading Under the grip of Anxiety
Funerals and Mental Illness
This week's submission to Stigmama When you have a mental illness is like perpetually being at a wake for a funeral. I am sure many you are scratching your heads because you cannot fathom how the two are alike. Trust me. It makes a lot of sense. If you having ever been a part of … Continue reading Funerals and Mental Illness