I suffer with Borderline Personality Disorder, anxiety, and depression. It annoys me when people say they’re ‘depressed’ because they’re having a bad day!
Our children need us to model openness and honesty, rather than shame and blame. They need us to tell them, repeatedly, that mental illness is no stigma.
Every day after losing your child is the longest day, particularly when your child has died by suicide. It’s about the number of hours of excruciating pain.
I needed someone to give me a hand and understand me, but the very thought of that terrified me. I was silent too long, but now I’m done being invisible.
The only way to conquer dissociative behavior is to own what we’ve done. This sounds harsh, but with the acceptance of responsibility comes great power.
Finding faith in myself can be a struggle. But I just decided to give school another try. I know the pain of mental illness, and I want to help others.