My anxiety causes me to take three hours to write a text to a close friend.
I finally broke down, tears streaming down my face as I spurted out worry after worry.
You see my smile, but do you see the pain behind it.
Show your friends and your family members that you care.
One extreme to the next. This is the roller coaster I live.
I am a suicide survivor.
Mental health conversations have gone a long way but we’re not there yet. This is evident by the huge losses we had this week.
Money, fame, success, or even an empire that inspires and makes many women feel beautiful, does not buy happiness.
Enough with the bashing of celebrities and people who struggle just like us, because we feel that they have it ‘too good’ to have internal darkness and struggles.
That was also the Winter I fell in love with Anthony Bourdain.