Recent Stories

Trudie’s Story – Broken Crayons Still Colour

I come from a happy home; two loving parents, an older sister and a childhood shaped by the comforting rituals of family and church activities. I have always been a sociable person and I expected that school would be a place of fun and friendship. Sadly, this was not my experience. During primary school, I was the victim of bullying and teasing that undermined my confidence and....

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Angie’s Story – The Road Less Travelled

‘The sickness isn’t the scary part; the healing is.’ To commit to healing means that I will lose my safety net, my coping strategies that allow me to tune out the truth and turn a blind eye to the things staring at me in the face, breathing down my neck and trying to get my attention. It means not retreating to the comfortable and familiar sadness. ‘Choosing to heal is ....

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Deb’s Story – The Sea Remains The Sea

I will never forget our first morning in Australia. The previous day my family and I had boarded a plane in rainy, grey England to fly to the other side of the world. We landed in Australia at night but the following morning we woke up to the most blinding sunshine. It was incredible. Parrots of vibrant colours flitted by our apartment, filling the air with their raucous screec....

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Nadia’s Story – Who am I?

I come from a long line of story tellers and teachers and my grandmother was the greatest of them all. Through her example, I learned about the power of our story to shape identity, establish history and continue family legacy. Each time she shared a story with me I was reminded not just about where I came from, but how our family became who we are today. My story begins in Sou....

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Chloe’s Story – Lost to Leader

This story contains references to suicide please use discernment if you believe this may be triggering for you. I sat on the cold bathroom floor with tears running down my face. It felt like I was falling down a dark tunnel that had no end. I needed there to be an end. I needed the end to be now. I opened a bottle of painkillers and started taking them two at a time, then three....

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