The Turning Point

The Turning Point

There comes a moment when you realize you’re standing at the edge of something old, something that has held you for so long it almost feels like home. But it’s not home. It’s a holding place, a waiting room between who you were and who you’re becoming. And then,...
The Freedom of Nobody

The Freedom of Nobody

Waking up from the haze of mental illness felt like stepping out of a fog so thick I didn’t even know I was in it. My mind was a trap, a maze of beliefs I’d picked up from others or grown in the cracks of misunderstanding. When the fog began to clear, I found myself...