I recently wrote about rejection phobia and the impact it can have on people's lives. One of the more tragic aspects of rejection phobia is how self-sustaining the problem can be. In fact, people who are rejection phobic ultimately fabricate their own reality that perpetuates their phobia and can leave them socially isolated.

The more I pushed my friends away the worse I began to feel. Ultimately I was a consenting adult and they respected my wishes and backed off. Some of them, though, have backed off forever because my verbal abuse in a time of need was too much for them to handle. It is the biggest regret of my life.

For the past 16 hours I have been having an anxiety attack, my first in many months. I have been pacing around my apartment. I have been vocal with what its like to live with mental illness but a thought occurred to me earlier: Why not write a blog while I experience this anxiety attack inside of waiting until it's over and recollecting what it felt like?

While mental illness definitely can have physical symptoms, it's not visible like a broken bone or a deep cut, but I would argue the emotional pain is comparable. I live with anxiety and depression, two different mental illnesses, yet they both work hand in hand.

Why is it so difficult to treat depression? Part of the problem is in our definition of the term. In fact, there are two distinct depressions: situational and clinical. It would be so much easier if we called the two depressions by different names, for then we could explain better how we feel and know better what might help.

What happens when you're a leading journalist at a national newspaper -- and workplace stress leaves you too depressed to write? For Jan Wong, formerl...

Sometimes, while waiting for the subway, I imagine someone getting pushed in front of the train. Sometimes, you get thoughts of harming other people, of acts of sexual violence, or causing harm to children, of crashing your car while driving. This is normal.

Twenty-three years ago, I was young, in love, a new bride -- and eight months later, a widow. My new husband died by suicide. It completely caught me off guard. I was definitely still in the "honeymoon" stage and oblivious to any pain he quite clearly must have been experiencing.

Schools should be a safe haven for all students. A place where children can exchange ideas, learn, play and create memories that will last a lifetime. We all have a role in the school system to ensure that they do exactly that.

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The phone rings, your mom's number shows up and you are filled with dread. You say hello and she gleefully announces that she's got a new phone card w...