My friend at work survived a suicide pact - her husband and daughter passed away, but she survived. I wonder what makes someone so low that they can give it all up, even an innocent child.

Having lost a lot of weight for health reasons, I am still shamed as "that fat girl", but while it still hurts, I have made my peace with it.

Anxiety. Depression. I am choosing to write about this because I think it is something worth talking about, simply because more people should come out and talk about it.

I had a kidney transplant exactly a year ago after a long struggle with Polycystic Kidney Disease. This is my often rocky journey towards healing.

Friendships, relationships, cannot survive unless we make the effort to 'be there' for them in all their ups and downs. Communicating on social media is just not good enough.