Laura discusses her weight-loss journey, and how she has lost weight, gained perspective, and learned techniques to manage the emotions that come with significant weight loss.
On learning hard lessons and recovering in the aftermath of an abusive relationship in a tiny town where everyone is very polite.
By Ariel Rivera-Bernath It’s been six years since Austin committed suicide while stationed near the Khyber Pass in Afghanistan. He was nineteen-years-old. I thought that maybe I would try something […]
On relocating to Wyoming, feeling happy and uncomfortable and strange, and trying to confront uncertainty with a brave face.
Navigating the world with an invisible disability is difficult. People don’t know why I can’t stay out late, or why I suddenly have to get up and leave, sometimes just to the bathroom to catch my cool, other times to go home. I may disappoint friends and my family is baffled by my problems. I do force myself to socialize, which is how I met my wonderful girlfriend. I get anxiety attacks that leave me shaken and completely out of it. Sometimes I don’t know where I am. A Psychiatric Service Dog can help with that, too, by leading me to an exit, car, or friend.
By Laura Ann Trigger Warning: The following post deals with addiction, eating disorders, depression, self-mutilation, and otherwise emotional topics. Please take care when reading and do not compromise your […]
“I’m—GOING—to DIE,” I sobbed with my whole body. I wiped my salty-wet fingers on the car dashboard.
Anxiety and mental illness have long loomed in the background of my family history: My great-grandmother had a penchant for hoarding keepsakes and keeping pristine notes on the date and time she acquired each one in her tiny, immaculate handwriting. Her engagement ring was supposed to go to me when my grandmother died, but my aunt has an intense superstition that the ring brings bad luck, and so it’s been kept in a safety deposit box for the past ten years.