For those of you who have been following us on Instagram, you know last weekend was a big one for us! We were so excited to be a part of Historymaker BC–a youth conference with over 1,500 in attendance–and to have our Founder, Lauren Bersaglio, lead a Breakout session on depression, mental health, and sharing our stories. Read More
Making decisions can be terrifying, and it is something I’ve had to practice over the years. From little choices like where to sit in a restaurant, to bigger choices about what I want to do with my life for the next few months, I’ve never been very good at deciding.
A possible root cause of this is a fear of making the wrong choice. At the back of my mind, a little voice is saying there might be a better option and so I want to make sure I am making the best possible choice. I’ve discovered if I live this way, ultimately, I waste time and energy. To put this pressure on myself all the time is exhausting and pointless. Read More
As I write this, I am sitting in my campus library at two in the morning, for the third night in a row. I am in the hell that could be referred to as the storm before the even greater storm, otherwise known as pre-finals weeks. This is the time when everything is busy—papers are due, exams are coming up, activities are wrapping up for the semester. Every single minute of my remaining days on campus are rigidly structured so I can fit twenty-eight hours of work into twenty-four hour days.
In this chaos, I am earnestly looking forward to the transition into summer. A time when there are no more late nights in the library, no more papers to write, no more finals to cram for. In the summer, I can choose my own schedule. I can sleep until noon, stay in my pajamas all day, and read for fun. I have more unstructured time than I know what to do with. Read More
My experience with faith has always seemed a battle to me. From the time I began to know the importance of faith, I also began to notice I was at war with who I was, and with what I was doing.
A sense of darkness seemed to always be looming over my very existence. I grew more comfortable in the morose and glum nature of my story. Light would try and make its way in, but I just wasn’t in the mood for what it had to offer. Read More
Not very long ago, I didn’t know myself. I was utterly consumed by voices in my head I’d like to be able to say were not my own. I was driven by a desire to reach an unclear and unattainable image.
I can’t tell you when it really all started, but at some point in my high school career, I looked at everything about myself, including my achievements, and decided they could be improved upon. I made a list of my grades and wrote next to each of them where I thought they should be. Read More
Somehow, I rose up out of the ditch I dug myself and found the person I love to be. I found the girl who will never wear a fake smile again.
Being small and invisible is no way to live and is by no means an accomplishment. It is our birthright, our purpose, to take up space in this world.
We believe Freedom is not found only through “full recovery”; freedom is found once you are able to separate yourself from the lies, the shame, and the secrecy that have held you captive, whether that be your addiction, ED voice, depression, anxiety…
I am thankful for each step away from addiction. I am thankful that when I feel like life is unbearable, I can just reach my hand up, out of the darkness, and let hope pull me into the light.