When I'm writing, I feel at peace. To be honest, it's one of the few things I can actually motivate myself to do when my depression flares up, when my anxiety is at its worst, when the metaphorical Black Dog is snapping at my ankles and leaping at my throat.
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I didn't know what to do with that hope because I hadn't felt that emotion in over two years. But I held onto it for dear life. Holding onto that little bit of hope was a lifesaver for me.
Having mental illness does not define me. Nor does it have to define you either. You are strong, resilient, capable and worthy.
Original Artwork by Ethar Hamid
There is always something relatable in a story, whether that is to the individual or the overall human experience. Stories, art, show us that we’re not alone.