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Talk On:

Talk On is an initiative to stop mental illness stigma by having KSU students, faculty, and staff share their personal experiences (through story, song lyrics, poetry, drawings, and/or photos) with mental illness. There are many reasons to share personal experiences with mental illness (to show others they are not alone, to encourage others to seek help, to show that recovery is possible, to give yourself a way to express your feelings, etc.). And/or be a mental health ally and take the survey to write a message of support to anyone living with a mental illness, or someone who may be struggling. 

Join us Wednesday, April 21st at 6pm EST to view all submissions of artwork, and ally statements. Maybe you will see your own! You DO NOT have to submit to Talk On to come to this event. Help us eliminate mental illness stigma by learning about mental health, and how to reduce stigma. Please click here to register: 

Talk On 2021

Create Awareness: 

Create Awareness was a collaborative effort between the College of Public Health Center for Public Policy and Health’s Division of Mental Health and Substance Use, School of Art, University Libraries, and Student Accessibility Services. Students drew inspiration from written submissions to Talk On and created pieces of art. The art was displayed on the first floor of the University Library outside of the Student Accessibility Services offices from March 2019 through April 2019 (the exhibit is now closed). 

Create Awareness was recently included in the National Museum of Mental Health Project. 

If you have questions about Create Awareness, please contact Dr. Kim Laurene or Dr. Deric Kenne at

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Talk On Submissions: 

Thursday, November 1, 2018 - 1:36pm
  When I look at you or even think of you my heart literally starts skipping beats. Not just one but a skipping them in patterns. Short beats that take my breath away long beats that seem to take years to finish their course It feels like the flow of blood is trying to spell...
Thursday, October 11, 2018 - 7:32am
"Mental illness never seemed like something that would be prevalent in my life. I seemed to have the regular apple pie, cookie cutter, whatever you want to call it, suburban life. Two loving parents, an older sister, family dog. We were a nice middle class family in a nice home i...
Thursday, July 5, 2018 - 8:20am
Tuesday, June 19, 2018 - 7:51am
    “I have struggled with my mental health for as long as I can remember. Understanding why I was struggling was one of the hardest parts, and conceptualizing the idea that it was not my fault was even harder. In the third grade, I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorde...
Tuesday, June 19, 2018 - 7:49am
“Hi, I was suffering from Mild depression and mood swings from my childhood but unfortunately never knew how to deal with them and where to take help in the country where I came from. When I reflect on my past experiences, thoughts, actions and emotions I was always trying to fig...
Thursday, May 10, 2018 - 1:49pm
    “I do not have clinical depression or anxiety. However, there have been times where the stress of school and life have completely overwhelmed me. About once a semester I have a breakdown where I cry a lot for 2-3 days. I always know and do get past the stressful moments but i...
Tuesday, May 8, 2018 - 1:22pm
    "I have a small pamphlet style poetry book called Suicidal Poems with stories about and imagined from my mental illness struggles, namely hypomania." Forward from the pamphlet:
Monday, April 30, 2018 - 3:15pm
    “The Line 4/12/17 there's a line somewhere deep inside your brain that separates the neurotic from the psychotic. if you're lucky you've never seen this line you've never had to wonder which side you fell on because you of course just know you’re normal
Monday, April 23, 2018 - 3:17pm
    “My parents got divorced when I was 13, and I decided to move with my mom. At the age of 14 I ran away from home and lived with an ex. My mom worked a night job and would stop coming home in the mornings. Our fridge was never full, and I remember there being just a lemon, an...