what a diagnosis is
a way to justify a pill prescription,
a dull tool,
one doctor’s opinion,
an idea we can ponder
in the isolation room,
A. Whittenberg
Ally’s Party
Continue reading “A. Whittenberg”J.D. Harlock
The Woman Who Wasn’t There
In a moment of despair,
I killed the man I could not scare
I killed the man I could not bear
I killed the man who wasn’t there
Continue reading “J.D. Harlock”Summer Starr
Decolonizing mental health: an animist manifesto
The Hearing Voices Network fundamentally changed the approach to what had previously been called auditory hallucinations. The idea of the network is that, when approaching these phenomena in an affirming way, rather than labeling them, a person is empowered to establish a better working relationship with the voices, which has been shown to have better therapeutic outcomes.
Continue reading “Summer Starr”Anna Quon
Sometimes Darkness Grips Me
Sometimes darkness grips me
By the hair and flings me into
Itself, like a stone
Or eats me alive
Like a prehistoric fish
Continue reading “Anna Quon”Palaces P.
Journey of Self-Discovery
by Palaces P.
I see those articles called, “Alternatives to Self-Harm,” and I think, there is no alternative
to self-harm.
Continue reading “Palaces P.”Maggie Lou Rader
SAINT AND SINNER
Continue reading “Maggie Lou Rader”Kelly Price
“Did you two ever connect?” the message read. I was sitting in an ordinary restaurant with my ordinary family eating an ordinary meal, and “Ding!” went the phone. “Did you two ever connect?”
Continue reading “Kelly Price”G.B. Lindsey
Look Up An Inch
Climbing out, it turns out, is much the same as falling in. The pit has insidious walls. They reverberate like plucked piano wires. Every minute is a sound, and every minute that hits them bounces back, resounds and resounds until that minute, that moment, that second becomes endless, infinite. Each echo darkens the dark, and each sickly, sickening thought that you beg not to think glares brighter and brighter until it rewrites itself against the flesh of your brain. Until it blinds utterly.
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