On August 14, 2018, my son, Kevin, died by suicide. He was 29 years old. Kevin suffered from depression and cannabis-induced psychosis, (a diagnosis in the DSM-5).
Kevin told my wife and me about his cannabis use at 15
He agreed to get help. Over the next 14 years, Kevin participated in many recovery programs. He experienced periods of health and happiness while in recovery. Unfortunately, after a while, he would go back to his drug of choice, high THC cannabis. As he increased his cannabis use we started witnessing psychotic … Read more...
It’s been nearly 10 months since you left, my sweet, loving beautiful boy- Demetrios James.
I want you to know how truly missed you are. Most days I am brought to my knees by the hole in my heart. It feels like lava overflowing. It burns. It stings. There is no end to it. It seeps out of every part of my body. All the pain and grief – it is filled with all the love I have for you.
I am not mad. I am not angry. I don’t think I ever will be. … Read more...
Still heartbroken. Still in disbelief. Still in anguish about how desperate he was. Still feeling guilty in whatever part I may have played in creating that anguish. Still mad that he left his son. Still seeing blood. Still reliving the phone call I received from the officer at 9:18 am on January 30th. Continually wondering what this life is for and why live through it if it doesn’t really matter in the end anyway.
Wondering if the me I used to be is gone forever. Deeply afraid I’m not doing my best for our son. Wishing he hadn’t … Read more...
Tamara and Lloyd Braswell (now married) was a story here on this blog. And a writer for Women’s Day was doing a feature on great love stories for their February 2021 issue and they reached out and asked for Tamara and Lloyd’s contact info so they could be included in the issue. The Emotionally Naked blog was mentioned in the article.
See the original story at the link below. This is so exciting!
There is something that’s been weighing on me lately. I was diagnosed with depression about 3 years ago, and it got better for a while but it recently started to come back. I keep having thoughts that everyone would be happier without me, and unfortunately, it’s starting to seem more and more true every day.
I’m on the autism spectrum so it’s already hard to deal with a world that wasn’t built for someone like me, but feeling like this all the time makes it harder.
I keep having a hard time at work and disappointing my boss, … Read more...
Note from Anne Moss: A self-harm safety box is a kit that a person puts together as a self-help strategy. This was sent to me by Ayushree and she details the contents of her safety box which she has so far found helpful in breaking her self-harm habit.
To make my own self-harm safety kit, I took a shoebox, covered it in white paper and made doodles all over it. I didn’t write anything on it because otherwise, my mom would know.
Doodles are one of my hobbies and it helps me to relieve stress. … Read more...
by Priyanka Sarkar, chemistry and biology graduate, India
Before focusing on any particular strategies, I want to emphasize that loving yourself is more important than anything on this list. Be your own cheering section and make sure you do that every day. Treat yourself with love and respect. If you do, others will, too. This phase tests your patience thoroughly but trusts me it ends (even though it may not seem like it) with you attaining wisdom. Now the coping strategies that helped me through depression.
1) Acknowledging and establishing a connection with my feelings
No matter how many times you’ve said it, we could never be “prepared.”
It is always a shock if that’s the way a loved one dies. To us, we think you won’t really follow through. Because you love us so much or you made a promise you can’t possibly keep because you are not in full control of your actions at that moment.
That sort of thinking does reflect our gross misunderstanding of what those struggling with thoughts of suicide go through. But we family members and friends tell ourselves you’re not … Read more...
Sitting in my bathroom, with my then fiancé asleep in our bedroom just a few feet away, I sat with tears streaming down my face. I literally fell to my knees praying that God would help me figure this out, help me through this agony that I felt so deeply in my soul.
Now I’m not going to say that YOU need to believe in God and I’m also not going to say that I know anything for certain, but what I do know is that this night, God showed up for me. That night I … Read more...