
Wrong Path
I saw that sign and thought it was kind of me. I always seem to take the wrong path, like the right lane is closed

I saw that sign and thought it was kind of me. I always seem to take the wrong path, like the right lane is closed

This is my freshman dorm. This was where my depression and anxiety got really bad and where I definitely had a lot of low episodes.

With depression your life gets derailed. That is what I was thinking of and also another meaning is that a friend of mine is a

No wonder my life is so confused because when your doctor shows you and maps [a model of your brain when it’s anxious]. It is

A wheel with spokes–it is off a wheelchair but that is not really relevant. I remembered when I was in the partial hospitalization program we

My house. My husband has really been gone the last 6 years and I’ve had to do everything to get it ready to get on

This is a horseshoe frame with a picture of the horse I road at summer camp when I Was younger. One of my favorites. The

A bed with pillows. Half the days when I was really depressed, I felt like not getting out of bed. Half the time I got

This is an empty classroom. When I’m having a bad day it can feel like I’m sitting in a room full of my classmates and

This is a picture of my hand holding the obnoxious orange prescription bottle. I wake up in the morning and it’s the best time of