My second Christmas without my child

by Tamara Harvey Braswell

Tamara and Logan

I will never forget the date, 5:30 a.m., July 22, 2016. My 19-year-old son Logan was pronounced dead in a Virginia hospital. Every bone in his body broken, bleeding from the inside out. His eyes black, his head swollen, his blonde hair blood stained from fatal injuries that literally crushed him when he took the street curve too fast and slammed his truck head on into a tree less than a half mile from our home.

I would never again hear him say, “I love you mom,” or feel that rush of excitement … Read more...

Bright lights and smiles get me through the holidays

by Paul Buskey

Christmas, birthdays and New Year’s Eve are three hard days for me.

Hardest isn’t quite the right word.  More like I don’t deserve to be happy days. It’s something that’s always been the case since childhood. Those are supposed to be the two best days of the year. I’ve never really given it much thought until now. Since writing experiences down it now comes to the forefront.

Birthdays have always been difficult for me to celebrate. Why? Why would you celebrate me being born? It’s just another day. I don’t deserve a gift. Christmas is the same … Read more...

When I lost faith in my brain (And how I got it back)

by Jordan Brown

It wasn’t when they told me I needed to have heart surgery.

The change still didn’t occur when they told me I would need heart surgery within the next two months.

It didn’t even happen when I got home from the surgery, back in Montana, after the 16-hour drive from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota.

Up until that point, I still felt that my brain was on my side, that it was a familiar friend that could be trusted.

The problems came afterward

About a week or two later, to be exact
I had fixated my … Read more...

A song to you from Bemo Prince to promote emotional healing

From Anne Moss: I am honored Bemo shared this inspirational song. It represents hope and faith in the face of tragedy. 

Song Title: Two Little Children

by Bremo Prince
I guess we all have different ways of dealing with pain and suffering. When my son Trey died from SIDS in 1968, I was only nineteen.  I did not understand why God would allow such a thing to happen.

I struggled with bitterness for several years and blamed the loss of my son on the lord and took my … Read more...

Inspiring comments on emotionally naked

These are the comments that make me cry. Crying from joy. These are people who found this blog from Google searches. Unbelievable messages of hope that I wanted to share. There are now thousands of comments. So many good ones.

The name will take you right to the comment. The headline will take you to the post.

From Reece So you are contemplating suicide

Tonight I was contemplating on ending my life. Feeling depressed, sad, defeated and just plain tired. I looked online on how to hang myself and accidentally came across this post. Safe to say, this has … Read more...

Scared But Hopeful

by Nancy Workman

My son is 22 years old and suffers from bipolar disorder (mainly depression), anxiety, ADHD and substance abuse. He was only 9 years old when he tried to jump off a balcony and we sought help. We actually had him as inpatient in a Baltimore top-rated hospital in the nation.

They sent him home a week later with parenting advice and a sticker chart.

I wish I were kidding. He was suicidal and they gave me a sticker chart? What? Are you serious? This was 2005. They did absolutely nothing to help us. Nothing.

I knew I … Read more...

I almost took my own life-the aftermath

by Tammie Ozolins

Tammy is in the center

It remember it so clearly. It was during my college years and I had been out drinking with my friends, a weekend routine back then. I ended up feeling very depressed. I had been on an antidepressant but I still drank and my boyfriend and I got into a fight that night.

I cannot remember what it was about but I remember feeling like I had had enough. I didn’t like myself back then. In my eyes, nothing was right–not my hair, my body or my intelligence.  In my eyes I had … Read more...

When your parents don’t understand addiction

by Melissa 

Coffee cup of inspiration

I have a smart, beautiful daughter. She was a lovely little girl and a successful student throughout high school and college.

She is also a person in long term recovery from a substance abuse disorder. She has struggled with depression and anxiety for years. It has been hard for me to understand.

Because I love her, I keep trying. I fail, I get frustrated, but I keep trying.

Our road to recovery has been long, winding and at times filled with anger, denial, enabling, fear and frustration. Through all of our negative responses and … Read more...

Released from the stigma from Bipolar II

By Paul Buskey

Bipolar and struggles with self harm

I’ve been asked a couple of occasions why I speak out now about my diagnoses of Bipolar II and my struggles with self-harm.

At this point in my life I’m able to come forward because the stigma no longer holds me hostage. If my experiences help one person come forward and get the help they need, or changes someone’s perspective how they see mental illness, then it’s all worth it.

My tattoo of the semi-colon along with, “You’re not alone” has a lot of meaning to me. Since the age of Read more...

Autistic son abused by the criminal justice system

By Judy Harrison

We all know the devastating effects of bullying. Anti-bullying campaigns are everywhere. My son, Drew fell victim to a different kind of bullying, what I refer to as “judicial bullying.” Those who are supposed to protect and defend; who are sworn to uphold justice became the bullies who caused our son to try to end his life.

Judicial bullying is tolerated under the guise of protecting our community from “criminals.” Often these so-called criminals are young people with a mental health issue who need help, treatment and guidance. Virginia ranks 36 out of 50 states for assistance … Read more...