Tag "Depression"

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DAMAGED (Part 2)

Previously on DAMAGED… * My first week in the hostel was nice. All my classmates were nice to me. They visited my room often to see me. The ones that

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A Tiny Glimmer Of Hope

It was profoundly tough for me to write this, but I guess this is the only way I can find some release. My parents got divorced when I was just

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IF I HAD TO WRITE A SUICIDE NOTE

I am not going to kill myself. Not yet, at least. But if I make up my mind to do that, I would write a suicide note. If I had

Poetry 3 Comments

Closet

The Closet, So cold, so closed, no air. My secret, Keep, I must. Two-spirited, Almost lost my self. Two faceted, I feel like a traitor. Years passing before my eyes

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THE JOURNEY THROUGH HOMOSEXUALITY

Denial is the first stage of grief. It’s also often the first response to realizing that one is homosexual. Acceptance is the last stage of grief, if one ever does

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Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 15)

LESSON 15 From the chapter, ‘To Anyone Being Hated, Be Strong’, BM has this to say: “To anyone who is battling and being hated, I tell them to be strong.

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Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 11)

[Click here for LESSON 10] LESSON 11 From the chapter, ‘What Is Happiness’, ZH says: “What is Happiness? How is Happiness supposed to feel? Does it mean that everything at

James' Journal 6 Comments

IBK’s JOURNAL (Entry 27)

June 30 I won’t say I’m depressed. I’ve seen depression… It’s not pretty. Depressed people can’t function. I’m functioning pretty alright. But I’ve got something. Something that feels like it’s

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THE DEVIL UNDER YOUR SKIN

I want to tell you a story about life. And it begins and ends with my very first boyfriend. For the purpose of this story, I will call him ‘Karl’.

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One Reason to Keep Living

Originally published on johnpavlovitz.com Depression is a real bastard. If it’s ever visited you, you understand. Such a clever and persuasive liar, it doesn’t require facts to rob you of