She was insulted, bullied, teased & abused in her youth, this woman is an unstoppable machine that never fails when fighting for herself or for others
Such a cliché: A depressed Goth
By Alan D.D. Misjudged and misunderstood are adjectives I’m very familiar with, since High School, and even for a while when I was in college. People thought they knew it all about me and would define me with the wrong words. I’ve always been loyal to myself, embraced what I stand Continue Reading
Loving while in depression – you don’t have to be saved
By Alan D.D. To love someone is a hard thing when you feel so low there’s no visible way up. To take the chance to care about someone else and care about what they think of you. There comes a time when someone walks into our hearts when we’re in Continue Reading
Insomnia’s grip is getting bigger
By Alan D.D. I know the feeling. You’re tired to death, want to take a rest, want to forget it all and just close your eyes for a while. It could be either under the sun or the moonlight, but there’s something inside that prevents you. A voice, a sound, Continue Reading
I Don’t Want or Need a Psychologist!
By Alan D.D. We all shudder at the thought when we’re first confronted with the idea of going to therapy. ‘Am I insane?’ ‘Is he that unstable, and is he crazy?’ I heard those questions from myself and the mouths of others and thought about them. Especially when I was Continue Reading
I did it again, I cut myself again
By Alan D.D. You swore you would never be there again, that that time would be the last time, that you would remain clean, and yet here you are, feeling the cuts again, watching the blood on your skin, feeling guilty for lying to yourself and those who listened to Continue Reading
Stigma and Hate. Empowered by the Plague
By Alan D.D. I’ve been called coward, faggot, idiot, and many other thing in this life by people I thought I was dear to. Sometimes on purpose, sometimes because they were so mad. They only knew they had hurt me after it was too late. Even today I feel I’m Continue Reading
I Choose Ink Instead of Blood
By Alan D.D. There was a day when I felt as I haven’t felt for a long while. Something was calling me, something saying my name over and over again. It yelled for me to take advantage of the emptiness I felt inside, the freezing cold that grew in my Continue Reading
Adult men can cry too
By Alan D.D. One thing that my father always told me while trying to help me cope with life in general, was that “Only the girl cry”. He wanted me to take a deep breath and face the world, conquer it and make it the place I wanted it to Continue Reading
Heartbreaks can be valuable for depressives
By Alan D.D. I can foresee the bad looks coming as soon as this is published. If you’re your worst enemy and fight your mind every day, why would you want to feel a heartbreak? What good could it do to someone mentally and emotionally unstable? I can understand the Continue Reading
Only Girls Have Diaries!
By Alan D.D. There are a thousand thoughts inside our heads, and we need somewhere to put them. We need a place where they can be expressed, freely and fearlessly, a little escape for such a heavy mental weight. I’ve used drawings and sometimes tried to sing along to my Continue Reading
Escaping the nightmare by reading
I found myself completely isolated after being bullied at school. I found myself escaping the nightmare by reading. Books keep me calm