I can’t tell you how often I used to tell myself that I couldn’t do something. No one else was telling me this, I just had no confidence myself. I couldn't see that my greatest enemy was me.
Growing up as a male, I was told that I had to be strong. I was fed the stereotype that boys, like me, couldn't cry or show our emotions. Keeping those emotions bottled up can be harmful and dangerous. Here are some ways to help the boys and men in your life express themselves and challenge gender stereotypes.
We all want to help our friends who are struggling with mental illness, but this can be tough especially if you are dealing with your own mental health issues. Too often people think that their experiences mental illness are the same as yours, and that just is not true. Everyone is different and everyone struggles differently. Here are some tips to help you be there for your friends and take care [...]
Everyone has those days when they look at themselves in the mirror and think, “I’m not good enough” and we ALL know they suck. Check out these quick tips to boost your self-esteem.
For many loss survivors, like me, the yearly International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day is important. Two years ago I watched the Survivors Day webcast alone in my living room and began to understand that I was anything but alone.
Going to college and away from everything you’ve ever known is stressful. For someone with anxiety, like me, it can feel even more overwhelming and challenging. Here are some tips to stay calm when you feel anxious, they work for me.
Depression is a tough subject to talk about. No conversation about it is going to be an easy or comfortable one. Here are four things I’ve observed when trying to talk with someone about my depression and some tips on handling the conversation
Everyday we use words to label strangers we pass on the street and people we have known our whole lives. These words are powerful. They can lift people up or to make folks feel less than, as if they are not part of society and not wanted. Take this challenge and help our community grow and move forward together.
All we knew was that my Uncle Jaay was gone. It took me a while to come to terms with his suicide. Eventually, I realized I wanted to honor his death and do something to help others.
There is no perfect formula for coming out about mental illness. For most off us, it is a process, not an event. For me, it has been an incredibly empowering and humbling journey. Here is my story.