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  • Recovery Diary 2/09/19

    I’m 13 hours ahead of everyone back home. Saturday is ending, while in Chicago the sun just came up. Time is a warped concept that leaves me feeling upside down and backwards, never quite knowing what to make of its strange and twisted factors. The half-moon is in three days. The tides are slowly receding […]
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  • Recovery Diary 10/29/18

    Stick with it. It gets better. Trust me. -Note to self Everything is different moment by moment. Things peak and then crash each time I open my mouth to breathe. My lungs are unstable pipe bombs that vacillate between filling with fire or cotton, leaving me to either breathe out sparks or clouds. Waking up […]
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  • Recovery Diary 09/24/18

    Sounds of a rushing stream trickle out of my phone, trying to trick my brain into thinking I’m not actually in my bedroom on the third floor of an apartment complex in downtown Chicago. My roommate isn’t vacuuming and my downstairs neighbors aren’t blasting shitty pop music. It’s the illusion of calm- the roaring fan […]
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  • Change Your Attitude by Choosing Gratitude

    Written by: Megan Lawrence, contributing writer.  Follow more of her journey at HealingHopefuls.com or on her Instagram, @in.my.own.words.   There is no such thing as recovery without gratitude, and if there was, it would be hard to maintain. While gratitude is not required to start your recovery journey, I want to ask you to just […]
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  • Kenzie’s #myunpolishedjourney Story

    #myunpolishedjourney stories are stories individuals share about their journey with mental illness and recovery.  Interested in sharing?  Email us at info@unpolishedjourney.org.   Tell us a little about yourself.  Hi, I’m Kenzie! I’m 21 and a senior Spanish and Social Work student at Loyola University Chicago.  I’m originally from California but absolutely LOVE the Midwest. I […]
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  • Staring at the Sidewalk

    Written by: Morgan Blair, founder and creative director of Unpolished Journey It’s cold outside. Everyone and their brother could agree with that. It hurts to breathe, like a million needles being stuck into the pores on my cheeks. I try holding my breath, but the air sends me into a whirlwind of dizzy thoughts and […]
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