Relapse

Relapse can happen at any time. It can be triggered by something, anything or nothing at all. In this case, it was the nothing that pushed me down the hill. It was the nothing that made me tired, and wake up feeling as if a large boulder is sat on my chest, making me unable…

Recovery Part 2: Lists and Being Far Too Tired.

Last month, I wrote a piece about my daily routine before I started a recent course of citalopram. I did say I would update on my progress in a weeks time, yet a week somehow turned to four and over month later here we are. 6 weeks in. Unfortunately I haven’t been taking the medication…

Celebrate doing the small things you love!

This week is Mental Health Awareness week. My blog has been fairly stagnant over the last year, but I deemed this an important reason to kickstart my writing again. I have blogged on and off over the years about my own journey with my mental health and about larger initiatives such as World Suicide Prevention…

Festive Cheer (?)

Around the festive period last year, I published a short piece about how it is okay not to be okay over Christmas. There is a huge amount of expectation placed on everyone to have a good, fulfilling time. Financial and social pressures soar through the roof. Gatherings are often alcohol fuelled, and the food (although…

#WorldSuicidePreventionDay

Today is #WorldSuicidePreventionDay. I feel compelled to share.   My depression worsened this year, and I didn’t tell anyone. During the past two months I’ve had a fair few blips, resulting in a breakdown in relationship and loss of someone very important. I spoke out, I told my closest friends and my family and now…

A little glimpse of positivity (yes, you read that right!)

My Facebook has a weird feature where it tells me my ‘memories’. The only one that’s vaguely interested me is a post I made at University about how much I shouldn’t drink as much vodka and listen to as much Paul Simon (status: don’t drink vodka, but listen to much more Paul Simon).However yesterday a…