Sarah’s Story

Sarah’s Story

Before I realized what was happening, I got up and one foot was stepping in front of the other. It was as if my body, and the tiny body inside of me, were telling me to leave. And so, I did. I turned my back on the woman who struggled to answer my questions, and I...
Francesca’s Story

Francesca’s Story

“A lot can change in two years. I would know. Just two years ago, I sat in a treatment facility waiting for a psychiatric drug prescription, careless as the passing minutes slowly wasted away. I had nothing to live for. The doctor finally returned, and I numbly...