I remember the day that I got my PTSD diagnosis, and it was as though the heavens had opened and someone finally understood what was happening in my head. The nightmares had been going on for years. When I finally snapped in high school, when I finally had what’s called an episode it was after so much time had passed… Read more →
It has been several weeks since the episode “The Grove” aired, and it continues to sit with me. It is the episode in which the storyline of Lizzie ends, and with it, so does the character Lizzie. This past Wednesday I attended Cripping the Comic Con at Syracuse University, and had the distinct pleasure of meeting Bill Peace, and hearing… Read more →
Let me open this by saying that I have been crazy as a shithouse rat for many years now. Were you to print out the mental illness portion of my medical record, you could probably handily bludgeon someone to death with it, if you were the kind of person who did that sort of thing. I’ve spent a lot of… Read more →
Editor’s Note: This is our second post in the series – I’m letting people self select, so some people aren’t going to tell a story about rape. But all sexual violence hurts people with disabilities, so these stories, to me – are just as important. For many people struggling with mental illness, they are not believed when they report. This… Read more →
