Live Free 999 encourages everyone to speak openly about mental health. We have created a space to share the stories sent to us from our audience to inspire others to share their own journeys, creating a virtual story-telling chain of community and support.
Notice: Some of the stories shared may contain topics that could be emotionally triggering to some members of our audience. Topics such as suicide, self-harm, substance abuse, and trauma are discussed.
Hi, I’m Faith. Have you ever felt like your whole world was not your own? You simply lived inside of a play of unfortunate events? Wondered when would the story get better? I’m a single mother who overcame abuse at a young age, being assaulted as an adult, and facing judgement at every turn. The one thing that kept me
My name is Summer. I’m 15 and trans. I’m currently in a whirlwind of losing people I hold close. Since December 2019, I’ve lost an uncle, an aunt and two grandparents, and my two biggest idols, Juice and Technoblade (fuck cancer). I’ve also been struggling with repressing the idea that I could possibly be trans for years now, and more
Where do I begin, I was born in the Bronx New York for anyone that doesn’t know it’s a pretty rough neighborhood. Gangs, drugs, murder is something that seems normal. When I was about 4 my earliest memories are of my father indulging in cocaine high enough to leave me in strangers houses while he got high while my mother
I’m here today, because of Juice WRLD. Three years ago, I walked into an emergency room and admitted that I needed help. No matter how it looks on the outside, you never know what someone is going through. Sure, my life on the outside was what everyone expected of me. I was doing great off at college, I was playing
Hi. My name is Artist. I’m 16 years old and I’ve struggled with depression for as long as I can remember. I’ve self harmed for over 2 years now, and haven’t been clean for that long, but I’m still fighting the good fight. Depression is overwhelming for everyone who suffers with it. We get told that “it’s ok to not
Three years ago was homeless while in high school. At the time I was struggling a lot with anxiety, whether it be social or just generally due to the situation. Was pretty depressed and was pretty close to hopeless. It took time and it took struggle. But, managed to graduate despite the circumstances (albeit barely). My family (Mom and siblings)
Two years ago when I was 18, I overdosed on a combination of several narcotics mixed with alcohol, and I ended up in the hospital. I would have died if I had taken a few more shots, is what the first responders told me when I woke up. I lost my parents’ trust, and our relationship hasn’t been what it
I struggled with anxiety and depression for many years. It all started with my dad getting sick and needed a lung transplant. He ended up getting the transplant, but the constant care of him was unbearable. I turned to drugs. I was using since the age of 12 years old. It started with alcohol and then went to weed and
“If anybody is going through anything, I hope and I pray that you get through it. And just know that you have the strength to get through whatever you going through, no matter what it is” -Juice Reading all of y’all stories I realize how easy I had it. Thank you for your vulnerability. I’m Not so good at that. I
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