My mood has taken a massive nose-dive this week and the most frustrating thing about it?
I have no fucking idea why. Continue reading “Sinking? I hate you, depression”
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.
It’s generally believed that mental illness is just that – in your head.
But sometimes the stresses in your head get so great that mental illness starts affecting you slightly more and showing physically. Continue reading “Is it only in my head? When mental health gets physical” →
It’s currently 3am and I’m wide awake and not loving life.
I’ve been free of painkillers and all medication except Levothyroxine for twelve days.
I can feel the old me coming back and my mind is a bit of a pickle.
My aches and pains are still going but I seem to have broken the painkiller cycle and I can cope a lot better without painkillers, I think I had built up a huge tolerance and they just weren’t working as well. Continue reading “Big D & Me: Going Solo” →
I feel like total and utter shit this morning.
We had plans; I needed to take the car for an MOT and service, do some food shopping and sort the house out.
Instead its 9am and I’m sat on the sofa with a large coffee on the verge of tears, feeling very sorry for myself. Continue reading “Roll up & join the self-pity party” →