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A few years ago, I was one of the first responders to a suspected suicide. We received the news through a disruption in a regular meeting: First a knock on the door, then friends whispering …...
I have always been a sensitive girl. Even in primary school, the smallest actions and words of my friends would deeply affect me. So I pushed them away before they could push me away. I often needed...
I wanted to commit suicide before I turned 18. I was sick of life. I was just sick of everything. I had lived in a thick darkness for more than half my life, where my anxious and depressive...
The dark, gaping hole of not-enoughness has been part of my narrative for as long as I can remember. As a child with a typically uninterested, uninvolved father, I used to strive to be the center of...
During the 2018 World Cup, my darling wife Bernice reminded me that it has been 20 years since my struggle with clinical depression. The 1998 World Cup was in full swing then, played to the tunes of...
Anxiety and depression. This article will contain pictures of pages from my journal, entries from earlier this year. I have journaled since I was a child. I journal not to capture a forever snapshot...
I was diagnosed with psychotic depression eight months after I became a Christian. As a young Christian then, it was a confusing and devastating season. The diagnosis came when I had just started...
My journey with God started in 2007: A six-year-old child, eyes squeezed shut and chubby hands clasped together in prayer as I sat with my kindergarten friends around a table, reciting grace before...
I found it hard to admit that I had been emotionally wounded yet again. I could not accept that my depression had relapsed, and here I was, reliving my darkest nightmare just four years after my...