Stories

Alex's Story For a long time, alcohol and drugs were how I survived. That’s the simplest way I can put it. They helped me numb things I didn’t want to feel and quiet thoughts I didn’t know how to live with. What started as relief slowly became something else. Something heavier, something that took more than it gave. By the time I was in my late thirties, I was tired in a way sleep couldn’t fix. I’d tried to stop before. I’d promised myself I would. Sometimes I meant it. Somet

Grace's Story There was a time when I genuinely couldn’t imagine a future that included me. Depression wasn’t just something I felt, it was something I lived inside of. It coloured everything. Mornings felt impossible. Nights felt endless. I carried a heaviness that came from things that happened long before I had words for them. My childhood was marked by trauma, by instability, and by a constant sense that I didn’t quite belong anywhere. When things became too much, I ran.

Her Fearless Heart began quietly in 2008 as my personal blog. A place where I wrote honestly about my life, my mental health, and the things I was trying to understand as I moved through them. There was no plan for what it would become. It was simply a space to reflect, to make sense of my own experience, and to put words to feelings that often felt too big or too tangled to hold alone. Over time, something unexpected happened. Her Fearless Heart became a shared space. What s