4"2 with the voice of an angelhe couldn't be more than tenthe only thing he ever stole was the hearts of those around hima week later,his body drains of blooda mother's cry echoes around the… Read More

I was in the fifth grade when I realized that nobody would talk about depression, anxiety or suicide. It always puzzled me, why were these crucial issues not addressed? It was residing in a… Read More

There are days when things aren't that bad and I feel like I have some kind-of control over my depression and my life and things seem okay. These are the good days then there are days when… Read More

                    After years upon years of contemplating, I finally decided to start my own… Read More