Don't Let Suicide Kill You: Stories of Survival and Recovery

Holding Hands With My Dark Passenger

Sometimes she likes to shock people with a candid description of the ghastly parts of her life. She has a colourful story. READ BY PREMA RA

Dark Angel

I am on my knees outside my house, in the dust and the bare, sandy earth and rock. All around me lie the ruins of my Great Garden. READ BY ROB

The Breakup

have always found it grounding to be up off the ground. I sit on my favourite wooden bench with my legs crossed while I wait for him. READ BY M.E. MOORE

Postcards From Home

I live my life in postcards. A fragmented existence, caught in windows of time. A postcard can say so much. It captures a finite moment or place. BY MAGGIE W

The Gap

There are moments in life when someone’s whole fate and future is decided by a singular and powerful event. For me, this happened eight years ago when I was dragged thirty metres down a hill, underneath a car.. READ BY MAXIM HAIM