We send our kids to school to learn, but there’s a lot more to school than academics—and it all can affect the mental health of our young people.

From peer pressure to academic pressure to bullying to substance abuse, many of the toughest issues teens face today are intensified when school is in session.

Before you wrap up your summer vacations and start back-to-school shopping, it’s important to understand what your teen may face come September—and know how to identify when she needs help.

Sleep is crucial for healing emotionally and physically. In fact, your healing begins with sleep. Be cognizant of the importance of a good night’s sleep so that you will see it as a necessary tool in your grief journey. Grief and sleep can coexist, and adequate sleep for the griever is essential.

From setting up your room, creating a nighttime ritual to rewiring your mind to focus on positive thoughts instead of drowning in the dark ones, are just some of the thing you can do to help you get the rest your mind, body and soul needs. 

Thought anchors are affirmations, which help rewire your brain to reduce anxiety and cultivate deep relaxation. I like calling them “anchors” because they truly help moor you to a state of mind. You can say them or think them as long as you do so repeatedly. You do not need to have a calm mind to benefit from this practice.

HOW TO PRACTICE THOUGHT ANCHORS

Enjoy the way you feel in your bed. Imagine that all of the above thought anchors are true for you—right now in this moment—and enjoy the self-esteem relaxation you experience. Repeat each thought anchor in your mind or out loud with conviction. You can even make up your own. These are just some of my favorites. 

To learn more about how you can get a good night sleep, check out my "Sleep" chapter in my book, "What I Wish I'd Known" on Amazon.

There was a time I believed everything society thought of me.

As a suicide survivor, I wasn’t merely suffering from grief after my husband’s suicide, I was also internalizing the stigma that surrounded me.

I felt guilty; surely I didn’t get my husband the help he needed. I felt shame; my husband preferred death over his life with me. And I felt hopeless; this is the kind of event that you never get over.
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In my grief, I subscribed to the attitudes and assumptions I’d heard expressed countless times throughout my life. As friends and family, the media, and even I made seemingly meaningless remarks about mental illness, depression, and suicide, it shaped the way I would react when these completely shattered my world. I was a living, breathing self-stigma, and that made life unbearable.