During AP exams, stress is inevitable. As a high school student, I am able to minimize my stress through the following strategies,...
Recently, my aunt and I were talking on the phone. She’s a hospice worker and spends her life helping others prepare for their death. She told me the story of a patient who was nearing the end of his life, yet filled with anger and frustration toward his situation. Social workers and therapists would encourage […]
During AP exams, stress is inevitable. As a high school student, I am able to minimize my stress through the following strategies, I hope they will help you as well.
When I finally came forward to my parents about my struggles, I realized I wasn’t alone. I finally began to start my journey in realizing and coping with the fact that I was one of the 18% of the population who struggles with some form of anxiety and/or depressive disorders.
In April of 2013, my mother passed away from Stage Four Metastasis Breast Cancer and I carry that with me everywhere I go...in the 4 years (going on 5) that I've spent Mother's Day motherless, I've learned a few ways to cope for when the day gets blue.
The Spring/Summer 2018 You Matter Bloggers will be sharing their personal stories in effort to let everyone know that they matter.
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“So, what now?” my therapist asks expectedly. “I don’t know; I wasn’t planning on still being alive right now,” I respond, fidgeting in my seat. I left my therapist’s office a little over two weeks prior to this session with a plan. I had just turned 25 and I felt completely defeated, like my mental […]
In my room, if you’re sad, we sit on you. My roommates are my family. We’ve seen each other through some tough stuff. The solution in our room is to get all of the pillows and blankets and stuffed animals and put them on top of the unhappy individual. If that doesn’t seem like enough, […]
Ever since I was little, creativity has been in my nature. When I was young, I would bring the entirety of my dresser out into the living room for costume changes during whichever musical I decided I wanted to perform that day. There was dancing and singing along to Bye Bye Birdie whether I had […]
When I was six years old and my brother was four years old my mother told me how my uncle died. I was told he had a disease in his brain that made him act and feel differently. She told me he would be happy one day and sad the next, that he behaved in […]