Cassidy’s Recovery from Addiction and Dual Diagnosis
As a young girl my parents always encouraged me to be involved in the community. They wanted me to play sports, participate in after school clubs, and interact with other children. I had trouble finding the motivation to go do these activities. When I did I never really felt like I fit in with others. I would always prefer playing alone in my backyard on my swing set. I had a wicked imagination as a kid. Some kids go through a phase where they have an imaginary friend or two. I didn’t have just one imaginary friend, I had a whole boarding school of them
What is the kindest thing a stranger has done or said to you?
Oh God I cant even tell this story and not cry.
I used to manage an LGBT bookstore, when bookstores were still a thing. One night, a caller says he thinks he might be gay and is considering self-harm
What should I do now?
i feel life very hard & unfair for me cause i want to work for helping my family financial but i cant, because i have leukemia ( blood cancer ) i cant work anywhere cause my stamina drain quickly
The power of a good book
As a child I had an insatiable love for reading books. I was often to be found curled up like a cat in a sunny spot with an Enid Blyton or Roald Dahl tome in my hand, completely engrossed, eyes wide, pages turning at a rate of knots.
Queenie’s Story – WW2 London Evacuee
I was evacuated to a farm, but it was not a stranger’s farm because my Nan lived…
I tried to commit suicide when I was 13
I’m going to keep this brief; it is a long time ago. One of those times that are a significant turning point in life. First the back story. My parents split when I was six. My mother went to live with her new partner and I stayed with my dad for a little while until he decided he couldn’t cope and I had to go to mums.
My life so far
I am currently reading a book, I like to read and am currently reading two books, not right now, obviously and am reading a book on philosophy by Nietzsche for the second time called “beyond good and evil”.
Racism in North Devon – Jade’s Story
I never felt connected to my heritage. I was never taught to speak spanish. I was never taught to see myself as Latino. I have always felt disconnected to my background and to my color and as I got older and stopped viewing myself as ‘white’ I can clearly remember my mixed-race mother claiming to just be a ‘white woman’.
Treatment got him from rock bottom to living well
My name is Robert McKinley Gilmore Sr. I served in the United States Air Force from 1971 to 1975. They ended up giving me Clark Air Force Base in the Philippine Islands. And I was in the medevac squadron there. It was the greatest culture shock in my life. ……And at 19 years old that’s the first time I ever saw somebody die.
Mrs. Mombastic’s Real Talk on Plaits
When I was 14 years old, I used to wear my hair in plaits.
When I walked through town after school to get home, this one man always shouted at me from his car.