The pain doesn’t disappear, but it's not the only thing left in your heart. Eventually some good begins to trickle in - eventually.
Self-imposed shame keeps us from extending the dialogue around mental health to ourselves.
2019 was the year of growth, and becoming. These are some of the stories that resonated with us.
We met in a graveyard. I was wearing combat boots, he was wearing chinos.
My fingers hurt from swiping up and down but I can't seem to stop.
It wasn’t about putting my faith in a God who may or may not exist.
I can say what happened to me now.
While it's been hard, I'm proud of myself for reaching out and seeking help.
I had become my own worst enemy. I fed myself moments of anxiety to feel alive.
I used to be filled with crippling anxiety when taking a test, to the point that I became sick.
I barely remember anything from Hajj. It’s all just a daze.
In all, the research points to one thing: blue space living is a boon for the body and soul regardless of who you are.