This incredibly raw and brave and honest post by one of my favorite bloggers about her teenage daughter’s struggles took me back to a familiar, yet frightening, place. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since I read it. Because 23 years ago, I was in her shoes. I remember the confusion, the terror and the sense of helplessness like it was yesterday.

I am so grateful that she wrote about it. I am so grateful for the gift she gave us by sharing her story. She reminded us that we are not alone.

If you have a family member who is mentally ill, please read her words. Read the outpouring of love and support in the comment section.

You are not alone.