Mental health needs its own "Me Too" movement. Because make no mistake about it -- all those feelings that make us feel like giving up -- those are no less abusive and toxic than the perpetrators of sexual harassment.
Society tries to tell us that smiles and happiness are the only acceptable ways to navigate the world, and so I assume I must be doing something wrong. I try to fix what in reality, isn't even broken. And all of this fight and struggle only makes things worse.
Part of the reason I started this blog was to help people understand what it's like to live with something like an eating disorder. (Or anxiety, or depression, or any other type of mental illness.) There is so much misunderstanding out there about mental illness that I hoped to serve as a beacon of light... Continue Reading →
I feel much better today, yet the only thing different is that I DECIDED to feel different. I had been sitting around waiting for things to just magically get better on their own, when the power to change things lay within me all along.
With Robin Williams' tragic death yesterday, I feel compelled to write. Whenever anyone dies prematurely it comes as a shock, but for some reason Williams' passing struck me more deeply than I would have expected. Maybe it's because I've always admired him both as a person and as an actor, but I think it has... Continue Reading →