A Little Like Love

It is 23:49 and I am awake. I am crying, again, as stabbing pains hit my chest and I try to keep quiet so as not to alert my flatmate. Today has been a rare day, where I had nothing I had to do, or nothing planned. I slept until I felt I was awake,…

Panicked

I never thought I suffered from panic attacks. Whenever I imagined panic attacks I would think about hysterical people hyperventilating into paper bags, and I certainly hadn’t done that. The week before last I had seven panic attacks. So, yes I do suffer from them. Usually I would suffer about seven in a month, so…

28 Days of Self Care

This February I decided to set myself a challenge, to try and do a small act of self care each day: my 28 days of self care. I wanted a challenge that wouldn’t be too overwhelming, but would help me to reinforce good habits, and to notice and reap the rewards of self care.

Recovery Part 1: A day in the life of an anxious depressive. 

Content Warning: depression, anti-depressants, suicidal thoughts, self harm. I recently started a course of citalopram, with diazepam when needed. It’s the first time I’ve been on antidepressants since I was younger, and had a very difficult time on fluoxetine. They make me anxious. However, after three weeks of being on them they are working really…