I don’t talk about anxiety very much; for me it’s like depression’s overshadowed younger sibling and it seems to get forgotten. But it’s very much there and very much something I struggle to overcome every day. Continue reading “In your face, anxiety – a trip to London (& an awesome reward)”
I’ve read some amazing and brave stories today, and I wish I could share them all, I’ve been so inspired by others.
I talk openly about my depression and anxiety and always will; it is a part of me and if I can help one person to seek help or feel better, then I will carry on doing what I’m doing.
I’ve been on both sides – I’ve been a friend, partner and family member to people suffering from mental illness as well as suffering myself and it is equally as hard sometimes to be on the other side.
There is nothing worse than seeing a loved one suffering and not being able to help – you feel powerless and sometimes like you are not needed.
It can hurt to be rejected, shouted at, and ignored, and it can be confusing when you’ve done nothing wrong.
But you really are needed – the smallest of things can help someone in an hour of need – sharing a joke, making a cup of tea, anything at all can make a different without you even knowing.
Mental illness is invisible and you may have no idea that the cheerful lady you see at the bus stop every day is struggling and considering suicide.
I’ve been brought up to live by the motto “treat others as you wish to be treated yourself” and I’m a firm believer in it.
What if that lovely lady at the bus stop is considering suicide? A smile and a greeting, corny joke, or just an acknowledgement from you may be enough to get her through.
So this World Mental Health Day, I just want to say this – be kind to yourself and others. Be mindful of your own mental health and that of people around you, friends, family and strangers.
Smile, laugh, talk, listen – and know that you can make a difference.
Stay positive. This too shall pass.
I’ve had the idea for Mental Health Parentals in the pipeline for as long as my blog has been live as it is something I’ve craved for and I truly believe could be helpful.
There are tonnes of online forums, groups on Facebook and so on across the internet and social media where you can speak to fellow sufferers and while they are amazing, I’ve found them not suitable for me. Continue reading “Mental Health Parentals – a new community”
I’ve abused my blog and not written an update in a little while so I figured I’d bash some thoughts and feelings out today.
I’ve been on Duloxetine for a while now; quite how long I don’t know as I’m having horrendous memory problems. Continue reading “An update on me & my mental health”
An email popped up yesterday.
“Your toddler at 32 months” – I’ll be honest, I count in years and have no idea in months.
Three year ago I was 24 weeks pregnant; I was depressed, scared, anxious, and a mess. Continue reading “Being bad ass: will I love my child?”
I’ve now been on duloxetine for five weeks and I’ve had a slight increase in dosage to try and ease the anxiety but for the most part I am feeling better.
Well. I thought I was anyways. Continue reading “Depression & dehydration – my 7 day challenge”