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Mental Health Resources

Mental Health Resources


You are not alone. Whether you're struggling, supporting a loved one, or just looking for guidance, mental health matters. Below are resources that can help—whether you need someone to talk to, professional help, or just reassurance that you're not in this alone.

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πŸ†˜ Crisis Support & Helplines

If you or someone you know is in immediate distress, please reach out to one of these hotlines:

πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ U.S. Resources

πŸ“ž National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 988 or 1-800-273-TALK (8255) (24/7, free, and confidential)

πŸ’¬ Crisis Text Line: Text HOME to 741741 for free crisis support via text

πŸ“ž SAMHSA Helpline (Substance Abuse & Mental Health Services): 1-800-662-HELP (4357)

🀱 Postpartum Support International: Call or text 1-800-944-4773 (Support for new moms & families)

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πŸ”Ž Finding a Therapist

Therapy can be life-changing. Here are some ways to find a therapist that’s right for you:

πŸ”Ή Psychology Today – Find a therapist in your area

πŸ”Ή BetterHelp – Online therapy from licensed professionals

πŸ”Ή Talkspace – Text and video therapy with licensed therapists

πŸ”Ή Therapy for Black Girls – Mental health support for Black women

πŸ”Ή The Trevor Project – LGBTQ+ crisis & counseling services


πŸ“± Mental Health Apps & Self-Help Tools


These apps can help with stress, anxiety, and mindfulness:

✅ Headspace – Meditation & mindfulness

✅ Calm – Guided meditation & sleep stories

✅ Sanvello – Therapy, coaching & self-care

✅ MindShift CBT – Cognitive Behavioral Therapy tools for anxiety

✅ Youper – AI-powered emotional health assistant


🀝 Support Groups & Communities

Sometimes, talking to people who understand makes all the difference.

πŸ’™ NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) – Find local support groups

πŸ’™ Postpartum Support International – Support for postpartum mental health

πŸ’™ The Mighty – Online mental health community

πŸ’™ 7 Cups – Free emotional support from trained listeners


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πŸ“š Books & Podcasts on Mental Health


πŸ“– Recommended Books:

πŸ“˜ The Body Keeps the Score – Bessel van der Kolk (on trauma & healing)

πŸ“™ Maybe You Should Talk to Someone – Lori Gottlieb (a therapist’s perspective on therapy)

πŸ“• Burnout: The Secret to Unlocking the Stress Cycle – Emily & Amelia Nagoski

πŸ“— Daring Greatly – BrenΓ© Brown (on vulnerability & courage)


🎧 Podcasts:

πŸŽ™ The Happiness Lab – Yale professor Dr. Laurie Santos on happiness

πŸŽ™ The Mental Illness Happy Hour – Personal stories about mental health

πŸŽ™ Therapy Chat – Insights from therapists

πŸŽ™ Ten Percent Happier – Mindfulness & emotional resilience

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πŸ’­ Final Thoughts


Mental health is just as important as physical health. Whether you need immediate help, are considering therapy, or are simply looking for ways to manage stress, I hope this page provides support and encouragement.


πŸ’Œ If you know of other great resources, feel free to reach out—I’d love to add them!


πŸ’™ Take care of yourself. You matter. πŸ’™





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