My name is Regina Ann Faith, and I’m a self-published author of five books. I wrote Artistic Love In The Psych Ward to creatively share my journey with mental illness and the emotions I experienced during psychiatric hospitalizations. I’ve struggled with anxiety and depression since I was 18. My first hospitalization came at 25 after a breakdown at work, then again at 28 and 33—each time shaped by grief, stress, or stopping my medication. Writing became my outlet. Through fiction, I gave voice to my truth, weaving in raw emotions like anger, sadness, and forgiveness. My goal is to help others feel seen in my characters. Everyone has a story, and your voice—through writing, art, or music—can save a life. Share it.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been so conscious about my body weight. Every meal felt like a calculation, every mirror felt like a test. Growing up plus-size in a world that praises thinness made me question my own worth for far too long.
But I’m done letting a number define me. I’m proud of the body that carries me through life with strength, beauty, and resilience. My worth isn’t measured in pounds or inches — it’s in the way I show up, the way I love, and the way I live unapologetically.
To every plus-size woman who has ever felt unseen: you are powerful, you are worthy, and you are absolutely enough. You don’t have to shrink yourself for anyone. Take up your space, proudly.
The pulling the rug from underneath event in my life was having the epiphany that my father will never see me. My family will never see me. They may see my face, but never want to try to know who I am. Our relationship was good until I decided I didn’t want to put on masks anymore. I am in the sea of life learning how to swim as I try to propel forward. No help. No life jacket. But I grow stronger with the waves. I am resilient and tenacious and that is my strength.
Lanae Dallas, TX
Growing up, I never felt like I fit in—especially in relationships. As a single woman in my late 30s, I realized I was a people pleaser, carrying others’ burdens at the cost of my confidence and self-worth. A relationship with a narcissist abroad shattered my goals and drained me mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. I lived in fear, walking on eggshells, and questioning if it was the wrong place, wrong people, or just bad timing. When I realized no one was coming to save me, I turned inward. I leaned on God, tapped into my intuition, and began the journey of healing. I’ve been doing shadow work, shedding old layers, and finding peace. Healing is slow, but I now stand in a new season of self-awareness and rebirth—one where I choose myself, live from my center, and embrace my power.
Estella Achinko, Bahrain, IG @seasonedwriter
I was diagnosed with scoliosis at 10 and bullied for it—called the “disease girl.” I struggled with body image, chronic pain, and shame, especially after spinal fusion surgery at 15. Writing became my therapy, my way to express what I couldn’t say out loud. My first poetry book, Secret Feelings, shares my journey with scoliosis and mental health through raw, intimate poems. I kept it a secret from my family until I published it. Now, I use my voice to spread awareness and remind others they’re not alone. Being bent doesn’t mean I’m broken—it means I’m strong.
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Real love is a force that demands recognition.
It is not convenient or timely.
It is confounding and profound.
It is worth every effort and fiber in your being if you find it to keep it.
There exists nothing more powerful or valuable than love.
-Alexandra Crain
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