All this time I was convinced that I didn’t like condiments... my past history of disordered eating was the cause.
Having struggled with suicidal ideations and attempts, and having dealt with years of self-harm, I know it’s important to talk about. But I also know I have to take care of myself... so I struggle.
Today I am inviting those friends who I feel may be interested in this blog to like this page and read it. By doing this, I am attempting to share my life and break the stigma of mental illness that holds so many captive in fear. You are not alone. (click title to read on...)
Sometimes I do things because I have to, and not because I want to. Though not uncommon, my mental wellness improves when I appreciate any thing, big or small, that I can manage to be grateful for. (click title to read more...)