Man oh man. My anxiety is through the roof. Why? [Warning… strong language ahead.] No fucking idea. Contrary to a vaguely popular (and really fucking irritating) belief, anxiety is not stress or … Continue reading Keep calm & panic
Rarely discussed in polite conversation, self harm & suicide are an unfortunate reality for a huge number of people. These are my personal experiences of sinking to some very dark depths.
Sidling away from the happy tales of carefree travel for a moment, mentally I’ve plummeted into a bit of a hole. It could be worse – it could be a … Continue reading Back down the rabbit hole
Through all sorts of therapies and chats with the wickedly wise and wonderful people who support me during various times of crises, I’m always reminded that intense feelings pass. No … Continue reading Made it
I’m struggling with a malaise of melancholy. Surrounded by blue skies and sunshine, all I see and feel are clouds. I know the clouds will lift, revealing bright days and … Continue reading Cloudy with a chance of sunshine
It needs to be said, I have not coped fantastically well the last week or two. While the array of stressors I am experiencing are neither extraordinary nor extreme, collectively … Continue reading Coming up for air
I’ve recently returned from a seven day, self-imposed, writing retreat for one. It was awesome. I stayed at a friend’s cottage by the beach for a week and wrote, wrote, … Continue reading Progress: not perfection
Day 43 Forty three days down. Nine to go. I am ready – but glad to have these last nine days to consolidate what I’ve learned, set up support at … Continue reading Week Seven
Day Eight Same old, same old. Neither better nor worse. I feel my depression has sunk pretty low and I spent a lot of today mapping out “exit” strategies. But … Continue reading Week Two
A friend of mine has encouraged me to share my private journals of inpatient. I hope it’s not triggering for anyone. It’s deeply personal. And I’ve made every effort to … Continue reading Week One
Cheerful little topic huh?! But something I believe needs to be discussed in the wider community from time to time. So here I am – casting my two cents worth … Continue reading Suicidality
I’m feeling a little sore, sad and sorry for myself. Sore, because I fell off a fit ball a few weeks back and undid all the good work from my … Continue reading Sad Sack of Sorry
I ran out of medication last week. Turns out this was a bit of an oversight on my behalf, and not the most fun way to spend my week. I … Continue reading Whoops!