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…

decades of life…

It’s been a while and I’ve been hiding in my head. Gears whirring away in the background whilst the extroverted cog gets shit done and work starts to pan out. It’s been a month of ditching the depression with the darker evenings and breathing much-needed life into those dark and grey corners… I’m not quite…

a little too much…

Often it is when I least expect it that a bad day will come by… today is one of those annoying days when I’ve been feeling much more like my ‘normal’ self yet I woke up with a tightness in my chest and nothing feels quite right. All of the outfits I’ve tried on look…

Chin up, love

This past week has been filled with anxiety and stress that even through other depressive episodes will be a time etched deep into my conscious… It’s been filled with drama of family and love, friends and foes but mostly it’s been a weight so heavy that I couldn’t bare it… So I called the crisis…