This is how I feel people want me to be as a person struggling with depression. ( Photo Credit )

I am sure I define home different from the readers of this article. Please enjoy while you learn the reasons home is defined the way it is.

Here are a few lessons my dad taught me that stuck. I can't help but share them here.

So, I am back! For now... at least. I made the mistake about being too forthcoming about one of my treatment goals. Although they workers told me it would be confidential, I am pretty sure that they shared the details with the people I signed to release my information. Following that call and being asked to be flexible in my first few days, I had a bit of a meltdown. I have to be honest. I accept responsibility for my actions. I may have caused unintentional harm to those ar

If someone was standing in front of you on fire, would you throw a pamphlet at them to find the best number for the fire department? I was raped in my apartment . I told the apartment complex. They said it is not their responsibility to move my husband and I to a new location. I called the police . They told me to barricade myself in my apartment or find shelter. The problem is that none of these things change the fact that the rapists still work and live in the same building

The response from the IOT team was horrifying: They called the police to my home. I am a Black Woman who has found her voice. So, I let them hear it.

Template for self-advocacy. It is okay to be direct.

Not even close to how it looked, but you see what I mean.

Put a finger down if you have been in so much pain that it hurts to walk and you feel like you want to faint when you have to walk up and...

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