breakthestigma

Join the Conversation on
430 people
0 stories
40 posts
Explore Our Newsletters
What's New in
All
Stories
Posts
Videos
Latest
Trending
Post
See full photo

#breakthestigma by informing people.

this is a good page that I follow on instagram. it helps me alot when I cannot put my feelings in words, since I can use it's posts in my story feed for people to see and understand what I'm going through.

so I thought it might help you at well. 💚💚💚

instagram.com/realdepressionproject

1 comment
Post
See full photo

Nobody is Alone

Read my memoir that is about my life dealing with clinical depression and how running saved me.

kjjosephwriter.com or Amazon

Nobody is alone. Break the stigmas. Never give up. #Depression #ClinicalDepression #breakthestigma #MentalHealthAwarenessMonth #MentalHealth #Anxiety

Post
See full photo

#MentalHealthAwarenessMonth

#breakthestigma
let's try to break the stigma, let's stop pill shaming, and let's try to expand this awareness. 💚💚💚

Post
See full photo

#Flashback on Double Date Night

Everything was going great. From all accounts we were about to wrap up the night. Last thing I remember is being ok. Next thing I remember is crying my eyes out to the point of actually throwing up.

We weren't planning to spend the night but did because it was nearly morning before I calmed down enough to accept that I was safe. Honestly I think I was just too exhausted to register fear. But the panic had finally stopped.

I woke up so embarrassed the next morning. My boyfriend assured me I was the only one who was. My friends acted like nothing off had happened. They insisted the whole incident was no biggie and just chilled till I was ready to start the day and talk about what happened.

Y'all I threw up on their porch. I kept everyone up hours past plans. I cried uncontrollably. I writhed in pain. I was disgustingly emotionally naked. I relived my worst traumas in their living room.

We talked over breakfast about what could have been the trigger. We tried to piece together the part my brain won't remember. And they listened again as I tried to figured out what warnings I must have missed. All in the hopes of me possibly recognizing early enough to try to stop it next time. It's not a guarantee. It's a baby step forward. It's trial and error.

And they want to know when the next double date night is.

This is why I call him my brother.
This is why I call her my sister.
This is why I call him my boyfriend.
They are part of my support group.
And they are more than I have ever dared wish for.

#PTSD #CPTSD #SupportGroups #CPTSDinrelationships #Flashbacks #Friendship #FriendsForSurvival #Hope #thankful #breakthestigma #PTSDSupportAndRecovery

3 comments
Post
See full photo

#breakthestigma #Suicide #SuicidalThoughts

I wish people take tgis seriously and stop neglecting the symptoms by saying: you're always nagging, you think that you're the only person who has problems.... This IS different

1 comment
Post
See full photo

Break the Stigma

Hi Guys. I designed this image to print it on a t-shirt. What do you think. I want to wear it to break the stigma. Not sure if it will work but it's worth a try.
#bipolardisorder
#breakthestigma
#SuicidePrevention

Post

Depression #Depression #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder

I was first told that I was sad in 6th grade, back then depression was even more taboo. My teacher called my parents and had them come in for a meeting where she told them I wasn’t like the other happy go lucky kids. Nobody back then had any solutions to help me. When I was in junior high my parents were called in again because of my low self esteem/ depression the school counselors solution was for me to stop being so selfish and volunteer somewhere. I’m not sure how that was suppose to help but I tried it, it didn’t do anything for me mentally. When I was in high school my low esteem and depression was so bad I didn’t want to go to school let alone apply myself to my school work. I ended up dropping out after 2 years.

I turned to drugs and alcohol to numb the pain. I became addicted to crack and heroin for close to 2 years. There wasn’t a day that went by that I wasn’t using some kind of drug to try and make myself feel better. I became homeless living in abandoned houses and doing whatever I had to for my fix. No matter how high or drunk I got the pain was still there.

I was able to get sober, after a few months I went to the doctor and was prescribed Zoloft. I honestly don’t know if it helped but after I stopped taking it I gained 60 pounds which didn’t help any. Since 2004 I’ve taken close to 15 different antidepressants none of them seem to help.

I have my good days and my bad days but like usual the bad outweighs the good. I wish I had a solution that would help me become a happier person, I often wonder if I’m just a naturally unhappy person or that maybe I just don’t deserve to be happy ?

#BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #breakthestigma #Loneliness

4 comments