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
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.
Welcome to Hope and Heroism! To the new followers and the old, I am grateful for your readership. Up until now I have been re-posting old blogs onto this new site. Old followers will notice that some of those pieces were heavily edited; new followers will soon see that the post frequency will soon be…… Continue reading Welcome to Hope and Heroism!
“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
I was on my way to an appointment, carpooling with my newfound friend, Karen. Today was my turn to drive and I was suddenly terribly nervous. I always play music when I drive and I usually just leave my iPhone on shuffle. What if one of those weird international songs comes on? What if it…… Continue reading You Do You Girl
This piece was originally published by Scary Mommy. To My Mom Friends, I know you have a lot on your plate. I know that being a mom has changed everything for you. I also know it’s really easy to feel guilty for not doing it all. But please don’t let me be yet another thing you…… Continue reading You Don’t Need To Apologize-To My Mom Friends From Your Childless Friend
This piece was originally published on TenToTwenty.com I simultaneously anticipated and dreaded my practices and games as a teenage athlete. I loved the sport, working hard, and learning new strategies. My coach was gifted at teaching skills and as a result our team was very good. But there was a dark side to being an athlete as well: the pressure and anxiety…… Continue reading Coaches Teach Kids More Than A Sport