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“I Walked In On My Mother Attempting Suicide”

"I first realized things weren’t normal when my parents started fighting. I knew they hadn’t been happy for some time, but never thought my mom would deal with it the way she did. I remember her crying. For days. For weeks. I arrived home after school in seventh grade. She was barely conscious. My heart … Continue reading “I Walked In On My Mother Attempting Suicide”

“Three days after my wedding, I found out that my parents were addicted to Oxycontin”

"I was raised in a loving home with two loving parents. My parents were middle-class people who worked hard to make sure that my sister and I never had to go without, and that we had the best possible upbringing they could give us. "We were happy, and for so many years I truly thought … Continue reading “Three days after my wedding, I found out that my parents were addicted to Oxycontin”

“It’s okay to be a man who battles depression. It doesn’t make you any less of one.”

“I remember the first time I hurt myself. I punched a wall repeatedly, resulting in a few bruised knuckles, and some scrapes on my hands. Some of my scars are still visible. “I found it hard to deal with who I was, and who I thought I should be. Even though it might not make … Continue reading “It’s okay to be a man who battles depression. It doesn’t make you any less of one.”

“I want to remember my brother’s life, not his death”

“Jim used to play defense in hockey. I remember he would check the guys on the other team, and after they’d fallen he’d go over and help them up. He would apologize, and make sure they were okay. That’s just who he was—kind, caring, compassionate. That was my brother. “At 19, he went through a … Continue reading “I want to remember my brother’s life, not his death”

“I want people to know that rape is not always an attack in a dark alley”

“To me, it all made sense. Now that I'm looking back at it, there were a lot of red flags. I fell into a whirlwind romance this past summer. It was full of wine and late nights. We were together every second of every day. The world was pink and rosy. He dropped everything and … Continue reading “I want people to know that rape is not always an attack in a dark alley”