Haters gonna hate…

Okay so this might hurt a little…it’s something I’ve been churning over for a while now. So I’m just going to say it and I’m sure that I’m not the only one who feels it either… Self care, self love, body positivity and positivity about mental health as a disability is fraught with little IRL…

Finding our resolve…

A new year brings with it the anticipation for better things; that you will do better, that you’ll succeed further and generally that this year you’re life will meet all of your expectations and be the best year of your life…Talk about setting yourself up for a fall and a hard, flat on your face…

More than a diagnosis…

I’ve been assessed a lot this year – In fear that my mental health has been clouding my days and nights for more than the sun has shone over them. Taking ownership of my mental health journey over the years has helped me get through some pretty dark times. But you also need to know…

love louder: communicating with Bipolar

Lithium has left the building. As with it has most of my control over my anxiety and emotions. This is not unexpected but its impact has been more so than I dared to think of. Maybe it was sheer arrogance to think I could come off of such a strong weapon against mental war and…

so long sucker…

So after four years I'm coming to the end of a long term relationship… with Lithium. I'm two weeks into withdrawal and it's as much of a bitch as the medical professionals said it would be. Like an irked ex lover keying your car, this beast is scratching its way out of my body. As…

keeping up appearances.

Last month I urged you all to throw kindness around like confetti… I hope you’re still throwing it in abundance. My mind has been a flurry of activity recently with Bipolar signals flashing vibrantly and unavoidably… I’ve been working for months to keep them at a dim glow but this week that glow became a…

throw kindness around like confetti…

As I sit here blinking at the brightness of the screen with Archie the cat led across my stomach, I am unsure of what to write yet I have felt the longing to blog almost desperately for over a week. The mental health community recently lost a powerful voice, Amy Bleuel, to suicide and it…

a temporary crisis of confidence…

It’s been a crazy few weeks of redundancy (again!) and moving back down south to the sea. It’s been a time when friends and family have rallied, the cat has relished his new found freedom of a house with stairs and I have been playing the mindfulness card more than the current wave of cool…

the swamp.

There’s something not quite right at the moment. A niggling feeling, something deep inside of my bones, making my teeth on edge and as I described to my therapist just yesterday – making me feel swampy (if you picture a swamp at this point I’m sure a whole host of feelings will come to mind,…

The most wonderful time of the year

It’s almost time to put on your stretchiest bottoms and eat more than you will all year. To sing loudly and proudly, argue with your family over a board game and most importantly spend time with your loved ones.  But as wonderful as the festive time is for many, it can be a challenging time…