depression

Mental Health | WIRL Project

Seeing Mental Health from Both Sides

Working in an acute psychiatric hospital for 14 years as a Registered Nurse, I could not believe what the human mind and body can endure. I heard horrible stories about parents selling their children for drugs and alcohol. Abuses of the mind and body from allegedly love ones. I remember a man that was in his 30’s who was fully functioning and then he snapped and became a “monkey”...

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Rest Now or Pay Later: Importance of a Sabbath Day

Rest Now or Pay Later: Importance of a Sabbath Day

Why has living in the hustle and bustle of life become the new norm; where every waking second of our day is preoccupied with “something that absolutely has to get done, no matter what”? The only time that we truly think about taking a break is when we have over exerted ourselves and are burnt out. Can you honestly enjoy your break when you are, at that point, too tired to rest? Can you honestly e...

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Why Does My Weight Get to Dictate?

Why Does My Weight Get to Dictate?

Happy Thursday, everyone! Not for me, though. I think today sucks balls. And I thought yesterday sucked balls, too. Who knows what kind of balls will be sucked tomorrow…. “Damn! Why’s Kate in such a shitty mood? What did Adam do!!!!” Actually, it’s not Adam at all – it’s 100% me. I’m in a really fucking shitty mood because……. I. Feel. Fat. Before I continue, I’d like to say something. I am not a m...

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Abuse WIRL Project

W.I.R.L. To Come From An Abusive Childhood… Growing as an Adult

Hi all! I’m Nicole. I’ve contemplated for days and weeks just how I would write my story. I’ve felt guilty and convinced myself how wrong it could be telling the world about the ugly life I lived. It wasn’t until today, that I realized my story may help someone, including myself, as I begin my long journey of letting go. I hope you can too. I wasn’t even sure how I wo...

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PPD Forces Changes

PPD Forces Changes

  My beautiful baby girl just turned one in March, and motherhood has forced it’s fair share of changes on me, the least of which being my pants size. The elephant in the room is Postpartum Depression. I was diagnosed with Postpartum Depression (PPD) four weeks after I had my bundle of joy. I wanted to be happy, but I couldn’t stop crying. The bottom line is that postpartum depres...

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