I believe that some of us aren't born with the will to live. Everyday is a struggle to want to live. Instead of wanting to live, we want to die. It's unpleasant and unfair that some of us have to go through life always struggling. Why couldn't we just have been born with the will... Continue Reading →
It's not enough sometimes to be who we are. On occasion we have to strive to be somebody else. We have to be who others want us to be, even if we don't want to be it ourselves. But what's the point of living if you do it for others and not yourself?
Sometimes I get sick of hearing, "everyone is different and has their own path". I know that it's true, but it doesn't help when I'm not where I want to be in life. I'm 28, don't have my degree or a professional job. I don't own a house or a car for that matter (both... Continue Reading →
When you're in that depression funk it's hard to see the good in life. I know first-hand how dark your outlook on life can get, if you manage to have one at all. I think that everyone is different and these suggestions may not work for everyone, but why not give them a try anyway?... Continue Reading →
But rejection is hard. It's not easy to be told you're not good enough. Even if it's a job interview and they only got to know you for an hour, rejection still sucks. Period.
Educating people on mental illnesses is half the battle. Once they know and understand that it is not our fault and it is not made up, we will make great strides of improvement on killing the stigma surrounding mental illness.
It would be great to have it all figured out. But I don't. I've got no idea where I'll be in five years, or three years, or even three months from now. Every day I have is different and I just take it one day at a time.
The other day, I buzzed my mom's head. She lost a lot of hair and she just figured it would be easier to deal with if it was all gone. And she was right. Hair is much easier to deal with when there isn't any there to deal with. I teared up a little bit... Continue Reading →