Category: Mental Illness
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I am a very open person and I like to share my own personal stories and experiences. I don’t know why but for some reason it’s just programmed into my DNA. With that being said, here’s a shocking story to talk about… Electroconvulsive therapy, sometimes referred to as “shock treatment” or just ECT, is a…
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Warning: This post mentions prescription drug abuse so please be advised that it could potentially be triggering. I’m a little late on this small celebration because I’ve been busy. July 5, 2025 – my 5 year anniversary of giving up my benzodiazepines addiction which included Xanax, Klonopin, and Ativan. Oh, and mixing alcohol with them…
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Have you ever felt like you just don’t belong….anywhere? Any place, any time, around people, family, friends, stores, bars, school, etc. Something inside of your body screaming this just isn’t right. And when you are around people just trying to have a good time and fit in, the connection suddenly becomes interrupted by a different…
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I consider myself to be “the black sheep” on both sides of my family. The one who doesn’t fit in like a puzzle piece because I was built differently than the rest of the tribe. What qualifies someone to be a black sheep? What the hell even is a black sheep? It’s someone that the…
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She’s a different type of female, like one I’ve never met before in my life. A lonesome creature that rarely speaks up anymore. What was once filled with fire and sparks has now turned to ashes and dust. She has changed completely and I can’t blame her for why. You’ll never see her fitting in…
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Being a parent is a tough job sometimes. Most days I feel that I am not doing enough when in reality I’m doing too much all at once. Every day is the same routine with the same daily tasks and it can get very dull. Deciding on what to make for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.…
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Seven years ago I was a different person. My life was in the imaginary hands of plastic bottles filled with little pills that were either orange, white, or blue. Once a month I would flee to the pharmacy to pickup my plethora of prescriptions after having a meeting with the Psychiatrist, and I never looked…
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For as long as I can remember, I have always felt different from other humans, as if there’s something wrong with me. There are many days I question my existence and think about what could possibly be my purpose on this planet. As I sit on the ground fondling with the grass, watching the sun…
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