Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder (PMDD) Split My Sense of Self in Two
PMDD is not just PMS. It’s a mood disorder — and not enough people are aware it exists.
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After a Major Heart Attack at 43, I Work to Raise Awareness Among My Native Community
Living on a reservation means limited access to nutrition and medical care. Self-empowerment and education are crucial
When I Found Out I Was Autistic, I Finally Stopped Masking and Started Trusting Myself
My diagnosis at 31 inspired me to start Mom on the Spectrum — an online platform to help other autistic adults
I Worried It Was All In My Head — Until I Was Finally Diagnosed with Addison’s Disease
The diagnosis was there, waiting to be found, yet doctors saw me as a medical mystery
After a Stroke, 5 Implantable Defibrillators and a Heart Transplant, I’m Stronger than Ever
I’ve dedicated my life to raising awareness about hypertrophic cardiomyopathy — a life-threatening heart condition that runs in my family
Doctors Told Me There Was Nothing They Could Do for My Chronic Pain. They Were Wrong.
I was dependent on the strongest narcotic pain meds until a pain management specialist really saw — and heard — me
Caregiving For My Son With Schizophrenia Has Shown Me That Love — And Perseverance — Always Win
We all need to understand that schizophrenia is a complicated diagnosis, but not a hopeless one
Aerial Arts Taught Me to Fly. Even With Multiple Sclerosis, I’m Still Hanging On.
My artistry looks different with MS, but I’m determined to practice as long as I can
I Choose Hope — Not Fear — in Facing My Multiple Myeloma
I read online that my multiple myeloma diagnosis was grim. The truth seems more hopeful.
Escojo esperanza, no miedo, cuando enfrento mi mieloma múltiple
Leí en el internet que un diagnóstico de mieloma múltiple era algo sombrío. La verdad parece más alentadora.
My Broken Wrist Was a Red Flag that I Was Losing Bone Mass
I’m glad I found out I had osteoporosis. You can’t treat it if you don’t know you have it.
Mi muñeca rota fue una señal de alerta de que estaba perdiendo masa ósea.
Me alegro de que descubrí que tenía osteoporosis. No puedes tratar lo que no sabes que tienes.