The Depression Diary: One Year Later: looking back

This is the end of the Depression Diary. It’s time to celebrate! Thank you all for your support, love, commitment and feedback. I couldn’t have done it without you. This is it. July, 2017 A lot of people around me often don’t understand why I wake up tired. Or why I don’t enjoy the things…

Mental Health Month: Awareness will set you free

In my case, talking about mental illnesses and spreading the word was the one thing left that kept me from climbing and crawling out of my depression. It really hurt me that people didn’t seem to know how to respond to someone who’s suffering from a mental illness. It hurt me even more to realize…

Mental Health Month: PTSD, the hidden mental illness.

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is a mental health problem, treated and classified as an anxiety disorder. This condition can develop after a very stressful, frightening, traumatic or distressing event or experience. It’s often the case that it take’s someone with PTSD a lot of time to figure out what’s wrong with them. Most people still…

May is for Mental Awareness

Most of you already know my story. So I’d like to take this moment, to thank all the wonderful people in my life that chose to stick by me when I was not the easiest person to be around. This is a small token of my appreciation, sharing everything that could be helpful to understand…

The Depression Diary: The road to recovery Pt.1

Fighting your way out of a clinical depression takes a long, miserable journey filled with mornings of doubt, days that take forever to pass and laying awake, night after night, afraid of closing your eyes and give in to the urge to sleep and finally find a way out of the haunting night terrors that…

Highly Sensitive Pip

So, this is not your typical ‘Highly Sensitive Person’ column. It’s about a Highly Sensitive Dog named Pip. I’ve always been a big fan, or admirer, of dogs. Unfortunately my parents were not, so I ended up having rabbits that pretty much could pass for dogs because of their behavior towards me. When I was…