I’ve exhausted my friends with our situation, I know they’ll listen but really there is only one person left to talk it out with: you. But you won’t text me back (god, what a stupid millennial problem). Technology makes it so easy for you to hide behind a screen, to forget I’m a human with feelings, feelings that you’ve hurt. So, I’ll just write it all out.Read More
Does anyone ever wake up in the morning and your eyes shoot open and your mind starts racing a million miles an hour? Do you ever feel like the muscles in your legs are so tense that you can’t focus, you can’t relax and you can’t stop thinking about how tense your legs are that your eyes fill up with tears and you pace around your room in a way that can only be described as manic? Do your hands and legs shake as you walk and your breath shortens and you feel like you don’t know what is wrong but only that something is very, very wrong and at any minute you are just going to crumble? That a wrong look or a small obstacle could send you into a complete down-spiral? Anyone?Read More
He made me feel unworthy of his time. I've moved on from him, as a person, knowing that he was utterly toxic to my life, but I'm not over the way he made me feel about myself. I cried every night begging for some magical epiphany to tell me how I could get him to love me.Read More
"Listen, Lucy: Tonight was my first encounter with Listen, Lucy. Everyone has a story, a unique one that makes them who they are. Each of our stories have different chapters, different hardships, different obstacles we hurdle to come to where we are. Reflecting on some of the stories I felt maybe a small part of my story, just one chapter could be of value to someone else.Read More
"Listen, Lucy: I graduated from high school in 2008, and have since gone on to marry the love of my life and give birth to a beautiful daughter. She is the reason I feel the need to s hare my story, because I don't want her to ever doubt her abilities, worth in this world, or be ashamed of her journey.Read More
"Listen Lucy: I'm not really sure I have a story to be quite honest. So many others have gone through things much worse than I have; have had so much more hardship to endure. Who am I to be writing on this page from a college dorm room with a full stomach and loving friends and family by my side? But maybe that's the problem. "Read More
I have an anxiety disorder and I've been getting low grades because of it. When you came in to talk to our stress and anxiety group at my school it made me feel so much better.Read More
I have had anxiety disorder, panic disorder, and depression since I was 14, and I am finally telling people about now - I am 25.Read More
I have a lot of friends but feel lonely. I have great ideas but feel suffocated by one word of criticism. I am beautiful but feel so ugly. My life seems perfect but it is anything but.Read More
I feel very alone. I just got out of a long-term relationship and I know it was for the best and that he wasn't someone I should spend my life with, but it still hurts. It hurts because I thought I was going to spend my life with him. It hurts because I thought he was committed and that he deeply loved me in the same way I loved him. It hurts because he got caught up in another girl and couldn't even decide what to do. It hurts because he wasn't mature enough to handle who I've grown to be and who I'm becoming, and it hurts because I was blindsided by it all. It hurts because I thought he had integrity and character and instead I find out that the person I've loved for so many years isn't who I thought he was.Read More
I have been bullied all my life. Through elementary school, I was called fat and ugly. And even through middle school, I've been called worse than that. I was sitting in reading, and the kid behind me said, "At least it's better than being a guy like her," and he pointed at me.
Some days I'll come to
Tuesday is a giant day for our country. It is going to make history. You are going to learn about this some day in school. There are actually a ton of things going on right now that you are going to learn about in school. That being said, there are some things that I want to say now while I am feeling them. There are things I want you to know, things you need to knowRead More
This is what it felt like when I was depressed last year. I'm afraid that it will come again; I don't think it will, but it's always in the back of my mind that the sad feelings will come again, and this time, I won't be able to get back to normal.Read More
On August 8, 2016, I tried to commit suicide. I took 100 500 mg acetaminophen pills with the express hope that my liver would stop functioning and that I would die. My fiance called 911 and I was rushed to the local hospital, denying to the police, the emts, the nurses, and the doctors that I had taken anythingRead More
This is my story. Ever since I was in second grade I was having trouble with school. I was falling behind everyone else. I never understood what things meant. I got held back 1 year in second grade because I was slow. then I found out that I am dyslexic.
It was easier, throughout high school and most of college, to assume I'd always be the single one, going it alone. It didn't bother me much; I packed my schedule and was always studying, always the headstrong one who didn't have time to let another person in let alone risking loving or depending on them. The anxiety that has crippled so many in my family also contributed, perhaps, to wanting to isolate myself a bit; because I knew that if and when that side of me ever creeped out, it'd get ugly quickly.Read More
Throughout my life, I have been witness to too many unfortunate events: the loss of a dear friend to a brain tumor, multiple overdoses, one of those being someone who was very close to me, and the recent death of a close college friends younger, beloved brother. Each and every one of these tragedies has, and continues, to tear me up.Read More
From the inside looking out, it’s impossible to explain. From the outside looking in, it’s impossible to understand. This is what it is like to live with an eating disorder.Read More
Today has been, in a nutshell, chaotic and horrible. I hit my breaking point. I couldn’t get a grip. I was breaking out in hives. I was crying in the break room during my lunch and I was telling myself that I am a failure. Then, I text one of my favorite friends, Hannah, who has been in my corner since we have met and she said to me, “Write about it, post it, and inspire someone who thinks they’re the only one feeling not good enough.”Read More
I'm not even 22, and yet already I've been through a lot. I never really imagined growing up would be like this, but it is.
Throughout elementary school, I was bullied, beaten up, and I grew terrified of school, but still enjoyed learning.
At 14, I was assaulted by a boy I thought I could trust, with the help of my first ever real boyfriend.Read More