Living With ADHD
/A poem about a person…
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…not as I seem
I live in my own world with ADHD
Constantly misplacing…
By Brittany Benko
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All-Or-Nothing Thinking
/…reason this all-or-nothing thinking?
Too hot, too cold,—but never in the middle
I live, a victim of this ruthless riddle
(that contradicts reply, and has…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read MoreEndless Darkness
/Recently I struggled through…
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…her hand on her phone, hoping she hit snooze, the alarm stopped. She was warm and comfortable, more to the point she did not want to face another day. The thought exhausted her, she suddenly felt so tired. She must have drifted off again as her alarm was…
By Ellysa Greenhalgh
Read MoreMentally Visible
/…cannot work out whether more effort has been exerted hiding my mental health problems or fighting them. As you grow up and become a teenager and then an adult, you are not initially aware that not everyone feels as desolate and hopeless or as manic and psychotic as you. You wrongly assume all people think like you and the way you act is…
By Stuart Alexander
Read MoreThat One Post
/A reflection on how it can feel to be overlooked in a digital world
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…day she reaches out
a tweet — a ping — a post
a call into the…
By Sarah Bricault
Read MoreBrain Delay
/Prescription for feelings...
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…remember “Back in the Day,” when a child expressing their feelings, could prescribe them a regime of Ritalin, lasting for years, while they wither…
By Tracey Ross
Read MorePinball Machine
/Anxiety is often hard to describe. This is my attempt.
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Anxiety
ricochets
through my body…
By Lyndi Allison
Read MoreThe Stranger In Me
/…we bare resemblances, that I can't deny,
Our differences are profound, like the sadness in her eyes.
Me! I am happy. I smile and laugh and play.
Her, her soul is dying a little more each…
By Simple Sue
Read MoreRavings of a Madman
/A series of free writing, to help me cope with my insanity.
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… even though he was alone and sad, he did not give in. He railed against the universe. "you might hate me, you might want me to suffer" he announced seemingly to himself "But, I will not give up." he yelled into the darkness that seemed to always surround him. "I know my worth, I might doubt myself but, I am a good and decent person and one day it will matter" he screamed nearly in tears. And then he turned quietly away from his demons, knowing they would still be there in the morning and tried to sleep…
By Wil R.P. McCarthy
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