how can I tell her to be brave if I can’t be brave? I push myself every single day, for her. I think she helps me, just as much as I help her.
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
Having A Spouse With Anxiety
By Shae Hansen Having a spouse with anxiety has definitely been a learning experience. I didn’t have very much experience with anxiety before I met my husband. In the beginning of our relationship I wasn’t very understanding. There were things that he would worry about that seemed incredibly insignificant to Continue Reading
Is the Grass Greener on the Other Side of the Fence?
By Shirley Davis Humans search for happiness in the oddest ways. We look to other people, we try to change locations, we seek out fame and fortune, yet all these things are as useful as blowing soap bubbles. Happiness is somewhere else? While cruising the web last evening, I fell 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
Nurturing our Intimacy
By Virginia We were in love, he and I. Deeply. Desperately. The more I loved him, though, the sadder I got. The sadder I got, the less I began to feel that love inside me. At one point, I even thought I’d fallen out of love because my chest rang Continue Reading
Insecurities – all my flaws
By Sophie Ann I get ready for my shower: marshmallow wash on the side, hair products beside it, mint green scrub to wash my legs, towels sprawled over the radiator, moisturiser propped on the washing basket. Stripping off my travel clothes, I pull out my ratty hair and observe the Continue Reading