Almost two years ago now, I began taking a medication with the hope that I could finally manage the aggressive symptoms that came with mental illness. I was experiencing despondent, suicidal lows; I felt panicked, paranoid, and inexplicably angry. But by far the worst part of what was happening was the feeling that I wasn’t [...]
Category: Body Positive
My Body is Not Up For Debate: Part I
I'm used to it by now. Every piercing, every tattoo, every wacky hair color, my exasperated mother tells me that I'm going to give her a heart attack -- that my "antics" will be the death of her. She then frowns, and in a melodramatic plea, she asks me, "Can you PLEASE not do this [...]
