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A message from the broken-hearted, to the broken-hearted on Valentine’s Day

“I stopped wishing I was dead –learned to love myself before anyone else — become more than just a burden. I know I’m more than worthy of your time” — Sorority Noise Gutted. I was completely and utterly gutted. My skin felt too tight, like someone was pressing an iron against my cheek, and my… Continue reading A message from the broken-hearted, to the broken-hearted on Valentine’s Day

Mental Health · Suicide

The Bell Jar

It feels like a punch to my gut typing that because I know that no matter what I do, people will draw untrue conclusions or think of me as an attention-seeking basket-case, but let me tell you there was no attention to gain for four days straight when I climbed the stairs to a parking garage after doing traffic in the morning show and called the suicide hotline, begging for the pain to stop.