Life is exhausting right now. There is still hope.
Once more for the people in the back: How we talk about mental health matters.
Language matters. Words have resonance. Here’s an easy trick to see if you’re being a jerk with what you’re saying.
The first in a series of posts in acknowledgment of Mental Health Awareness Month.
When we eliminate the clutter and the noise, we can create space for the voices that most need to be heard.
More than the right words, authenticity is what counts most.
As I’ve written before, positivity can be toxic. In the throes of the COVID19 crisis, it’s important that we stay vigilant and call out actions that serve to shame those struggling with anxiety, depression, and other challenging circumstances.
I’m trying to figure out who I am separate and apart from my job. And, that’s a big deal when you’re trying to make small talk.
As human beings, we tell stories and form narratives that create the base of our worldview and perspective. We all must be aware of the stories we tell, consume, believe, and act upon, their providence, and our right to tell them.
Depression is all about itself. As humans, that’s tough for us to process, but critical for us to understand.