After my suicide attempt and years of struggling with depression, I've found some pretty reliable ways to give myself a strong dose of self-love during my darkest moments.
I felt that mental illness was a blemish on my image, the equivalent of getting an F in school.
After struggling with an eating disorder for years, I needed a gentle exercise that helped me strengthen my muscles and my mind.
It is difficult to even put into words the affect that a supportive, compassionate community can have on esteem, identity, and recovery. These tips may help you find yours.
Growing up, I never thought I was gay. As a child, surrounded by the stories of Disney princesses and The Notebook, I developed romantic tunnel vision, seeing the only path to happiness as one that ended like the stories I so happily devoured. My avid imagination spurred my fantasies into intricate tales of me and […]
When we put out a call for summer YM Bloggers, FIFTY (yep, 5-0) of you wanted to volunteer. Picking these six amazing bloggers— Anna, Detrick, Lindsey, Maya, Megan and Samantha— was no easy feat. I think you will fall in love with their stories, relate to their advice, and come away feeling with the feeling […]