@UsProgressive Rule Book
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  • Reads 152
  • Votes 53
  • Parts 6
  • Time 19m
Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2021
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Progressive- adjective
1. Happening or developing gradually or in stages.
"a progressive decline in popularity"
2. (of a person or idea) favouring social reform.
"a relatively progressive Minister of Education"
Noun
1. An advocate of social reform.
"People tend to present themselves either as progressives or traditionalists on this issue"

This is what we are, we are trying to spread messages about issues, we need to be vocal about. Helping others find their voice through their stories and letting them know we are all together. We aim to progress as better individuals together and helping others on the way.
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Mental illness awareness means bringing down the walls of stigma by sharing our experiences, stories, and truths. It means educating others on what mental illness REALLY is, and helping those with illnesses know they are not alone." - Lyndsay Marvin.

 It means recognizing that mental illness affects not only the individual but everyone from friends and families to entire communities, no matter how big or small. Whitney Parrish

It means teaching others about what it really means to have a mental illness. It's more than what you see on the news and how it's portrayed in the media. Sarah DeArmond


5) Mental Health Awareness Club (MHAC) Head (0/1) Work they will be doing: They will need a discord. You will be given the link of the server or the group by the Head Admin which you will join where the entire department Heads will be present along with the Founders and Presidents. Mental illness awareness means bringing down the walls of stigma by sharing our experiences,
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