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A Few Words From Our Founder...

May 01, 2017

A Few Words From Our Founder...

May 1, 2017 marks the beginning of the 66th Annual Mental Health Week. The goals of the week include, but go beyond: reflecting on the importance of taking care of one’s mental health; demanding equality for mental health care in the universal health care system; and bringing greater awareness to the subject in order to eradicate the stigma that affects millions of people per day. How can you get involved this week?  Use the #GetLoud hashtag on your Social Media. Spread The Word.  Visit the Mental Health Week website to “Write Your MP”. The Mental Health Week team has drafted a...


I Used To...

April 05, 2017

I Used To...

I have always hated talking but people always wanted me to. They wanted me to talk about what was wrong, what I needed, what they could to help. But I never did.

Talking makes you vulnerable. I’ve been told I’m a good writer but what makes me good is pain. All the pain and anger that I could never get out of my mouth came out on paper. If I talk, I cry and I hate crying more than talking.


Princess Diaries: No More Secrets

March 22, 2017

Princess Diaries: No More Secrets

This feeling was new to me. A feeling I rarely allowed myself to experience was now becoming who I was. I began to doubt everything about myself; the way I walked, talked and looked. I began ruminating in the depths of my own despair and fell into the rabbit hole of my own mind, Alice with no Exit.

Physical Health X Mental Health

February 21, 2017

Physical Health X Mental Health

A lot of people surpass the idea of nutrition and physical health to be related to any sort of mental illness. That, or don’t even consider it being a possible contributing factor to what may cause or aggravate mental problems and their symptoms.

- Was Dropping Out A Cop Out? -

February 07, 2017

- Was Dropping Out A Cop Out? -

I dropped out because of my depression. Even today, I couldn’t tell you what exactly made me feel this way. All I know is that one day, I was walking on campus like I owned it and the next, I was cooped up in my closet trying to ignore the world. When I left the house, I would hide out at my local library or end up stress-eating to the point of regret. I tried my best to avoid thinking about all the money I spent on classes I only went to once, and the books I never opened.