Narrative

Like…oh my God, for sure for sure! I’m Wendy McNeill, an authentic Valley Girl. In fact, the San Fernando Valley is a sprawling suburb...

I adored my peer support group. I loved seeing the same friendly faces every week, connecting with them through shared experience and...

We had a fairytale love story that ignited in March of 2011. After dating for a week, I knew Bryan was the one and we married on...

I’m here… because I have lived a life protected from pre-existing conditions that would prevent my health care coverage. I’m here…...

It’s been thirteen years since I took two vials full of lithium and Lamictal and chased them down with a bottle of wine. I felt I had...

By Sally Littlefield My story begins after the most stressful work meeting of my life. I drove home after the meeting and parked my car...

By the time of my 17th birthday, I had been diagnosed with major depressive disorder and anxiety, placed on two antidepressant...

My name is Abraham Sculley and I was diagnosed with major depression during my freshman year of college. Growing up, I had no idea what mental health was. I grew up in a devout Christian family and Jamaican-American household with not one but two Jamaican parents. At home, we didn’t talk about our feelings, and to me, the words “mental health” meant you were crazy. As a young man, I was raised to be a protector, provider, and priest for my future family. And there wasn’t any

By an anonymous contributor I’m 27 years old and too young to understand what trauma is, I’m too young to know what depression is, and...