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I’m Launching a FREE E-course to Help People Heal from Depression!

Healing my depression has been my Persephone’s journey from a cold winter to a spring rebirth. After seventeen years, it had been so long since I felt any sense of pure joy, of deeply knowing myself.  If you haven’t been depressed I can’t explain with words how debilitating it is. Being depressed for so long caused me a menagerie of problems and illness that continue to affect my life to this day.

Every time I hear of someone who killed themselves by suicide because of their depression, I realize how extremely lucky I am to have found a healing path. In honor of the lives lost and all those who carry that weight, I have created a free e-course to help people start their healing journey.

If you, or someone you know is experiencing depression, please share this e-course with them. D.I.Y. Therapy: Healing Depression E-course.

Even if you only have a feeling that someone is depressed, you should share this with them. You just might save their life.

Statistics show us that 1 in 4 people in the USA suffer from depression. That number is too high!  I know we can lower this number f we are open to being more compassionate and less judgmental of mental illness. Let’s heal together! Are you with me?

Creating this e-course has taken years of diligent work and I’m so excited to share it with the world! I’ve spent quite a bit of time and money to get here, including becoming certified in mental health first aid, research, advocacy and outreach. If you would like to support this healing work, please consider becoming a monthly patron on Patreon. For as little as $3 a month, you can fund the program and support future creative healing projects, like my upcoming book about creating a self-love revolution.

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Can’t is a terrible word. It climbs up my throat and jumps out of my mouth, but doesn’t leave.
Stop me, block me, push me farther into myself.
Pull me away from the world. Allow me to hide.
Can’t is always followed by a lie, an imaginary excuse to justify.
Can is the word that lingers in my eyes, not quite reaching my tongue. Yes I Can. It’s what I see.
No I Can’t. It’s what I say.
Another word that must be banished. My list fills up with words that let me cry myself to sleep every night.
Oh if only you knew that when I say Can’t I really mean Can, but I am too afraid.