I Thought...

I thought I could just stab myself 25, no 27 times…. That’s it “27”. I don’t even want answers any longer. Their is no real explanation now is there Perhaps I wasn’t meant to be alive past my age. Thinking of bleeding from 27 different wounds that I inflict... Read More

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I am no longer scared. I never knew really what the cutting was about. I had thought as a teenager that it was normal to use a tack, a nail or a knife to carve into my skin. To see the blood.

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By James D. Tippett

I know I am a good person, bu... Read More

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Posted on my own website blog, but wanted to post this here as well.

I have been in a poor frame of mind the last few months.  I am trying to come to terms with the loss of so many things in my life -- things lost to anxiety and DP and depression and to the absence of a healthy family.  I see friends with grown children -- off to college, getting married, having children of their own.  I see friends with wonderful careers and amazing extended families that seem alm... Read More

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Are you Stymied by Stigmas?

Stigmas; many definitions, most relate to something bad, or socially unacceptable, like a stigma against people with mental health issues. At this I must laugh. For if w... Read More

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