It happened again yesterday. This overwhelming sense of shame that started in my stomach and seemed to extend itself until it encompassed me whole. Even my fingertips could feel the hot, white, burning shame. It was so real and evident to me that even though I was in mid conversation with someone I had zero … More The white, hot, shame of being SINGLE
My name is Mia Chard. I am a suicide survivor. I am not ashamed. This is the face of suicide. This is the face that the world always saw from me – smiling, happy, helping, loving. No one would have guessed that I would have tried to end my life. No one really knew the … More The face of SUICIDE is often a happy one.
I was driving to meet a friend the other day. I was listening to some music and zoning out, not paying particular attention to the lyrics. I was zoned out up until the point that a particular phrase was sung, that phrase was, “I believe that everything happens for a reason.” Fortunately for you I’m … More Everything DOES NOT happen for a reason.
Little moments of goodness happen all the time in our lives; its looking for and appreciating them that can be the challenge. I always felt bothered by the advice that when we feel we are in most need of help, of comfort, of being seen, that it is in looking outward to others that we … More Her name was Patty.
A month ago in a conversation with a friend I respect and appreciate he said something that I took the wrong way at first, something that I let hurt me. We had been talking about some of the experiences I had gone through in my life and the type of pain I felt from them: … More Your pain is not unique.