Still Here, Still Surviving, Still Healing
April 11, 2025
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I used to believe that silence was strength. In the house I grew up in, emotions weren’t just discouraged — they were seen as a
I used to believe that silence was strength. In the house I grew up in, emotions weren’t just discouraged — they were seen as a
If you had met me in college, you would’ve thought I had it all together. I was the “fun one.” Outgoing. Always planning the group
I never imagined I’d be the kind of person who struggled with mental health. I was the strong one — the one who kept everyone
No one knew I was struggling. In high school, I was the guy everyone came to when they needed a laugh. I had a gift