Just a few days ago, I️ learned of the passing of one of my childhood friends. I️ learned that, like my dad, he took his own life… I’ve spent much time thinking the past few days. Feeling empathy, frustration and sadness. My frustration, I️ might add, is not toward my friend nor my father. I️… Continue reading Stop the stigma
If you know me well, you understand that the last year and a half hasn’t been easy. My dad’s suicide, the stress that followed, the confusion on how to start life again. It’s all been an entirely overwhelming process, not to mention the trials and tribulations of daily life and being a college student. If… Continue reading Blessings in disguise
You remember things you never even knew happened. Although I’ll be 22 this summer, there are memories that flood my mind going back to the age of 5. It’s funny how scents, sounds, and stories will unveil memories that you never remembered before. I have memories of my dad that, until he passed away, I… Continue reading 5 Things No One Tells You about Losing a Parent When You’re Young.
One of my life’s missions has revealed itself in the last year since my dad’s passing, and it is to spread suicide and mental health awareness and to change the stigma surrounding it. Often I find myself wondering why there is such a stigma… but the realist in me has recently realized, it is no… Continue reading Stop being selfish
Today, I am leaving for Venice as soon as classes finish and I thought during my break I could share the phrases, questions and quotes that have most defined these first two weeks. What is sleep? Obviously, when you go over seas jet lag is a massive barrier between being exhausted and feeling normal. On… Continue reading What Day is it?
I have now been in Italy for officially one week. Although the first two days seemed like they would never end, the last 5 have flown by. Life is so incredibly unpredictable and I’m learning that no one hands you a guide. No one told me when I would come to Italy that I would… Continue reading In the Moment
I have always been a strong catholic, but since the death of my dad, I have become more in touch with my spiritual side. I have talked to God more than ever, and believed in him more than ever. I was thinking this weekend about God and my dad’s suicide and how this could have… Continue reading I choose to love God