I Will Never Pass Up A Selfie

I Will Never Pass Up A Selfie

I didn’t have a smart phone until after I graduated high school. The cell phone I had was $30 from target and I didn’t use it much (we didn’t have cell service at my family home). I always had a camera with me, but that tiny thing was never turned around and aimed at me. I used to only be behind the camera. Now I fully embrace selfies and love them, even if I look crusty next to my friends. There is no reason to hate selfies simply because they are selfies. They are self-portraits in an age where anyone can take them. Why do we continue to shame people for loving themselves, or at least trying to? Selfies are a personal practice, no matter who else sees them. I personally consider it an act of self-love, and love for friends and family.

In high school, my friends had smartphones and took loads of selfies. Sometimes I was in them, but for the most part, I wasn’t. I could only take selfies on their phones if they initiated, so I felt the need to boycott selfies altogether and Continue reading “I Will Never Pass Up A Selfie”

My Journey to Mental Health, Not Recovery

My Journey to Mental Health, Not Recovery

young Brette

Fleeting happiness is still happiness, I just wish I had more of it when I was this age.

Trigger Warning: depression, death, self-harm, suicide, eating disorders

This is a condensed (but still long AF) telling of my journey to mental health. I realized as I started writing this, that I am tired of writing about my mental illness. I simply feel like my major depression no longer defines me. It is a part of me and always will be, but it is not me.

With this considered, I believe mental health becomes more prevalent in daily lives. I recognize the importance of the topic, especially when someone can share their story because so many people are struggling and the more often and longer we maintain a dialogue, the closer we are to normalizing mental health care and moving away from stigma.

I separated the sections by periods of my life as Continue reading “My Journey to Mental Health, Not Recovery”