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…

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…

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…