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I am an educated woman. I come from a family that is educated and hard working.

But my family still is affected by many mental diseases in each generation.

It does not discriminate. 

pills and Jesus

pills and Jesus

I am now doing what I told myself I would do months ago.

It's what I wanted to do years ago, but the timing wasn't right.

I've talked about my struggle with depression and anxiety with close friends, family, and a few groups at various camps.

But in my whole life of struggling with this disease, 

I have never said the words that have haunted me my whole life.

The words that I denied for so long,

and ignored because I was "fine."

 

I am a suicide attempt surviver and I am going to talk about the damn thing.

Every time I do talk about it, it amazes me how many people were in my exact shoes.

So many people sat in the hospital bed like I did. 

So many people were and are ashamed of what happened to them.

And so many family members and loved ones are confused.

 

I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel and I am going to tell everyone and anyone I can. 

I am going to freaking talk about it.

if we can talk about pooping, we can talk about depression

if we can talk about pooping, we can talk about depression

depression looks like a mess

depression looks like a mess