By: Brittany Anderson I suddenly feel small. I’m like a tiny little pebble compared to the ocean that’s in front of me. The room feels huge, and it sounds like everyone is yelling like they’re a million miles away, but they’re not. I feel my stomach hit my throat. I want to cry. But nothingContinue reading “I Am Not My Mental Illness”
Creating and sustaining the conversation of mental health and suicide.
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Creating and sustaining the conversation of mental health and suicide. 