Mental Health & Recovery

Mental Hospitals Aren’t Scary

The first morning I awoke in the psychiatric hospital was surreal. That corner room on the thirteenth floor was the absolute last place I wanted to be. My plans to kill myself had been thwarted by a smart therapist who had forced me into inpatient treatment. I didn’t want to be there, so I assumed…… Continue reading Mental Hospitals Aren’t Scary

Mental Health & Recovery

I Opened Up About Self-Harm To My Entire College. This Is What Happened.

I stood backstage, my heart racing and my palms sweaty as I glanced over my notes. I was about to tell the majority of my college that I struggle with depression and self-harm. I was scared. I couldn’t believe I was actually about to tell everyone some of my darkest, most shameful secrets. But I…… Continue reading I Opened Up About Self-Harm To My Entire College. This Is What Happened.

Justice & Equality

Why I Give Money To Homeless People

“You got any spare change?” the man asks. He’s grubby, carrying a small backpack holding all of his belongings and a cardboard sign that says “Lost job. Anything helps.” I shake my head and hurry past, staring at the ground, not even looking him in the eye. I wanted to help him, but I couldn’t…… Continue reading Why I Give Money To Homeless People