#VoicesOfHope is a campaign that aims to empower people living with mental health problems and help fight the stigma attached to it.
By providing the mental health illness a face, a story, and a voice, we break the stigma on mental health, help and inspire others who are facing the same challenges, and improve understanding among others.
Ever since I was a kid, I was bigger compared to others my age. I got even bigger when I entered high school, and I discovered how to live in a society that makes you feel unacceptable. As I got older, the judgement and hate around me also got worse.
Our parents made sure that we were raised with manners and discipline. We were punished for committing mistakes and breaking the rules by my father. My fear and feelings of inferiority then emerged at a young age. With this, I had to keep secrets from my family such as
[TRIGGER WARNING: This post discusses suicidal feelings and attempts of self-harm] Hi, I just wanna share this story of mine and how I overcome depression and anxiety and how God saved my life. My dad left before I was even born and disown me as his daughter, my mom? She
I always wondered why my parents never said “we’re proud of you.” I had never heard them say the word “proud.” Sure, my mom sometimes posted on social media about my achievements pero iba padin yung masabihan ka ng “proud kami sa’yo, anak.” Some of my friends had become professionals
“There are ghosts in the walls and they crawl in your head through your ear,” La Dispute’s Such Small Hands are blaring through my headphones as I shut the whole world up while they are enjoying the school Christmas party. I saw the Christmas Spirit has written all over their
These words have always been on the back of my old notebooks, written on the shade of the fading black tint. I sought comfort and release through scribbling. Its always been like this, overthinking about almost everything. When it’s past midnight and I couldn’t sleep, I think of all the
My name is Milo. I’m 22 years old. I have been diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder and Social Anxiety Disorder. My problems started when I was still young. Growing up, I was a sheltered kid. I wasn’t given the freedom to decide for myself and the chance to solve my
My name is Amor. I am 34 years old, and I was raised in a broken family. I grew up a bright child, but a little reserved. My alcoholic father would frequently beat me and my mother whenever he was drunk. My parents separated when I was fifteen years old,