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25 Wise and Cynical As Hell

By Lakey Goff Sanford The Following is an excerpt from her forthcoming book, “Dollface: Memoir of a Bipolar Girl” coming September 2016    “I felt wise and cynical as all hell.” -Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar- Although I’ve told you some things, I haven’t told you everything. Did I romanticize the manic phases of Bipolar? Did I make it seem as though without mania there … Continue reading 25 Wise and Cynical As Hell

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Still in the DSM: Queerness, Depression and Coming Out

By Benjamin Andrews You’re not doing it right. You’re not worth it. You’re being selfish. It’s all in your head. If you suffer from major depressive disorder like I do, you are probably familiar with these unwanted thoughts. You’re not doing it right. You’re not worth it. You’re being selfish. It’s all in your head. If you identify as queer individual you are also probably … Continue reading Still in the DSM: Queerness, Depression and Coming Out

A Battle With Anxiety: Coffee, Cigarettes and ADHD Meds

By Karl Kevin Pascasio My anxiety comes from my frustration of not having anything profound to say. I’ve constantly had an inner intellectual back and forth with myself on what is worthy of iteration, of a blog post. I can go on and on with my self-reflection as to how I’ve reached this psyche, but I don’t think that’d be productive. Anyways, I’m writing this … Continue reading A Battle With Anxiety: Coffee, Cigarettes and ADHD Meds

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What I’ve Learned From Self Care

By Samantha Tata Who the hell am I to be telling you about self care? This is the girl who gave herself poison ivy in middle school, who refused to wear her retainer in high school, and who can’t buy Nutella because a jar won’t last longer than three days. We’re all doing our best. This is my version: For as long as I could … Continue reading What I’ve Learned From Self Care

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The Fragile Void of My Best Friend

  By Summer Mason I wake up with feelings of my body so porous and fluid that it seems that there are not enough hands of my friends to extend to stop the bleeding. So I hold myself together, with my fragile arms and I rock back and forth, blasting “Gimme All Your Love.” What does this music do for me? Does it curate my … Continue reading The Fragile Void of My Best Friend

Rambling Depression Dance

By Christina Chambliss got to do performance art with my body and another body it was really amazing and I feel like this is a start to a beautiful thing. the thing about it makes me crave more and more I don’t want to stop, we are all just MEATSACKS moving with or against each other, nothing more nothing less, just meat and organs trying … Continue reading Rambling Depression Dance