I began experiencing symptoms that I knew on some level were depression and mania but fought to hide them.
Cribbage became a go-to distraction from the monotony of the hospital.
I set out to not only educate and tell my story but was also hopeful I could help others along the way.
Following the shooting at Virginia Tech, Ann suffered from PTSD that affected her ability to teach.
Everything is bright, fun, and festive and then suddenly, it is dark, dull, and sad.
It’s important to find the right people to talk to so you don’t suffer in silence.
I can finally say I’m happy to be here.
I think of my diagnosis as a best friend.
All of us have had struggles so we can all feel safe sharing without judgment.
A beautiful, repeatable, healing process.
When you take a pause and reset, you can learn some very powerful lessons.
Everybody saw what was happening, yet nobody said anything.
I knew something was wrong when I started waking up before 6 am full of energy.