Your Stories

It gave me hope to see others that have struggled but made it through.

They are an illness, they are not you nor are they a reflection of who you are. 

Whatever you choose to do, make it positive.

You’re 100% worth it! I’m so glad you’re here.

It doesn’t mean that you can’t heal. It doesn’t mean there isn’t hope.

Setting small, achievable goals each day helps me have a sense of, “I’ve done this today. I have succeeded.”

You are here now, that is because of you and your strength.

We need to remember that it’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay to ask for help.

No two humans are the same. You’re perfect just the way you are.

I see you, hear you, believe you.

But what I do know is how important it is to have a support system and to seek professional help.

I would go as far as to say that there is a power within your story that absolutely no one else can provide.

Everyone is dealing with something, we are all just doing the best we can on this wonderful journey of life.

There’s still a long way to go, but I’ve learned so much about myself and have given myself the space I need to sit with my feelings.

Someone told me once that if you sit with your anger long enough, she will tell you that her real name is grief.

Next time you go to compliment someone or say something positive about them, try to think of something for yourself.

There’s always a first step that will get us there and we can take it.

I wouldn’t have the strength I do today without a wonderful support system at home.

I needed the reminder not to sit with those feelings of guilt, shame, and sadness.

“It’s okay not to be okay.” Hearing those words for the first time years ago made me feel like my heart was breaking open.

You DO belong. You DO fit in. You ARE enough.

There is something special about putting pen to paper, exploring our curious minds, taking action and chasing our dreams.

Do yourself a favour and re-look at the questions you are asking yourself.

Everyone has off days. You are doing your best.

Sometimes the hardest things are the most rewarding.

It IS possible to get better, it IS possible to get stronger.

In a society that often favours working and earning, you need to also take care of your body and mind.

I fight for my younger self,  Whose only goal was to survive.

There is always a reason to keep going because, like us, so much can switch around in the blink of an eye.

Once I started recognising different boundaries and how to communicate my concerns, each day became much more bearable.

everything is energy  after all. it goes round in circles. watch it come back to you.

You are not ready to give up this fight, you are so incredibly strong and brave.

Life with autism is different for everyone who lives with the condition, but there is always hope.

With an army of loved ones behind me, I had the courage and strength to face this head-on.

after he turns and says, slow down, just for a second

Learning that I could do kind and loving things for myself just to make myself happy and feel loved? That changed my life.

Instead of looking at the bad, replace these scenes and images with something good.

Anxiety doesn’t always have to hold us back, it can be the reason we thrive. 

Your words hold power. What you put out into the world holds power.

She should let herself write constantly whatever story she longed to tell.

Today is a good day to reassess how social media is making you feel.

It might be worth seeing if limiting your time on social media helps you feel better.

Write down all the wins - no win is too small. If it's something that you have achieved, be proud. 

No, this was not me. This was something else. What I came to conceptualise as a parasite.

It’s something that I’ve been working on for years and I feel like it’s finally beginning to click.

The confidence I have is a learned skill. Maybe confidence can come naturally, but it didn’t for me.

It’s important to know what it is and know you’re not alone.

Sitting at breakfast on that ordinary Saturday, I realised, from a random news story, that I was past that part of my life.