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A solid support system is invaluable for one's recovery from psychiatric illness and mental health issues.

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Don't be afraid to reach out for help. Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255 Suicide Prevention Hotline (Text): 838255 LGBT+ Suicide Prevention Hotline (TrevorLifeline): 866-488-7386 LGBT+ Suicide Prevention Hotline (TrevorText): Text "Trevor" to 1-202-304-1200 Teen Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-872-5437 Christian Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-888-667-5947 Military Veterans Suicide Prevention Hotline: (Press 1) 1-800-273-8255 Suicide Prevention Hotline (Spanish): (Press 2) 1-800-273-8255
By Ashton Nathaniel7 years ago in Psyche
My Suicide Story
September is a very important month for me. You really don’t think of much when you think of September other than back to school. To me I think about suicide prevention month. Suicide is the tenth leading cause of death in the United States and its count is on the rise. It is extremely controversial to talk about because there’re so many thoughts behind it. Some people don’t understand why people commit suicide or even think about it. For every “successful” (for lack of a better term) suicide there’s 25 attempts. I was almost one of those people so I want to share my story.
By CinKay7 years ago in Psyche
Everything I Need to Hear Right Now
I'm sorry. I'm sorry you don't get to hear that enough. I'm sorry for the people who have done you wrong and gotten away with it. I'm sorry for the stranger who yelled at you for no reason. I'm sorry I didn't stand up for you more when I needed you to. I'm sorry everything feels so heavy right now, it doesn't seem fair to me, either. I'm sorry most times you feel lost and helpless, I wish I knew how to fix that. I'm sorry I let those people walk all over you, you are not a doormat anymore. I'm sorry you haven't been yourself and nobody's noticed, but most of all, I'm sorry I haven't noticed.
By Drea Lynn7 years ago in Psyche
Self Care and Depression
Depression hits hard. One day you're feeling normal and the next you don't want to get out of bed. This feeling can stay for days, weeks, and even months once it starts. The worst part is once the spiral starts, it's incredibly difficult to claw your way back up. There are some things you can do to try and keep yourself grounded to the world instead of just continually falling into depression.
By Amanda Batson7 years ago in Psyche
The ‘Autism Test’ or Rather, Why It’s Bullshit
Here’s an amusing game, let’s Google symptoms of cancer, or perhaps our likelihood of contracting Ebola. Oh! and how could I forget motor neurone disease?
By Abi Moon7 years ago in Psyche
Moving out of State: The Anxiety & Depression
June 27, 2018. My last night in Santa Cruz, California, the only place I had ever known. I spent it with my best friends, sitting on the tailgate of my Toyota Tacoma up in the mountains watching the sunset. The whole thought of actually moving away hit me that night, as I dropped my best friend off at her house. Right as she slammed the car door, I knew at that moment it was going to be hard, but I had no idea just how hard it would be. I remember the day I left, my 16-year-old self-had to drive herself to a whole other state with a full car. I remember saying goodbye to my house, my safe haven, where I grew. I remember driving down Highway 1, the people, the places, and the memories behind me. Every exit I passed, I felt like a tiny piece of my heart went with it.
By jenna j 7 years ago in Psyche
Living with Mental Illness
When I was younger, I never thought I’d be the one standing in front of others, talking about what I’ve gone through. I never imagined myself uttering the words "I’m diagnosed with depression and anxiety" to a classroom full of my peers, but here I am, saying exactly that.
By Piper Schilling8 years ago in Psyche
Mad in Love
“And with a kiss it was broken. She felt the weight of everything slump off her shoulders and she was whole again. She was alive and nothing could ever change her back. The fear was gone.”
By William Valleau8 years ago in Psyche
Suicidal at Eleven Years Old
The human mind is truly the scariest thing of all. After all, the human mind controls every single person on the planet. It controls our thoughts, actions, moods, dreams, morals... everything. The human mind controls the world, but most importantly, it controls your world. It can bring you joy, power, fulfillment, and inspiration, but it can also bring you loneliness, bitterness, anxiety, depression, and suicidal thoughts.
By Nicole Cox8 years ago in Psyche
Second Chances
I didn't think I would be here... living in a small apartment with my fiance and working at a crappy job where I get paid less than minimum wage. I didn't think I would be here... watching my friends grow into these amazing human beings and raising the next generation. I didn't think I would be here... to follow my dreams and go to college debt free. I didn't think I would be here... to continuously have amazing adventures with my Dad. I didn't think I would be here... to graduate and walk with my fellow classmates. I didn't think I would be here... to be able to toast with my parents when I turned 21. I didn't think I would be here... to see my niece turn into the beautiful little girl that she is today or become an aunt again. I didn't think I would be here planning my wedding and marrying the love of my life. Because every day I hated myself and I didn't understand why.
By Sarah Espinoza8 years ago in Psyche
Before You Jump, Hang On
It's pretty insane how many people are developing, or have already developed, some form of a mental illness. It's almost like you can't even find someone who doesn't have some sort of anxiety or depression anymore. Following the most recent celebrity suicides of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain, it's very scary to think how many people on the edge might just be pushed over.
By Mike Dolman8 years ago in Psyche
I Killed Myself Today
June 19th 2018 I killed myself today. It was harder than I thought. The last few seconds brewed an ice storm through my fingertips. The slit down my arm separated like the Red Sea. My vision was a camera trying to refocus as my tears, filled with everlasting sadness, drip onto my twin sized mattress that carried the memories of my mother tucking me in. Those memories also carry the last time I heard the words "I love you." Though, they were kind of hard to hear between the glass breaking against the wall and the sound of my mother's heart shattering when you slammed the door for the last time. She always said love never existed. And I believed her when she left me behind too.
By Madelena Martinez8 years ago in Psyche