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…

the rock and the hard place.

Recently I have ignored you. Ignored you in the hope of just ‘getting on with it’. But you see, I can’t because in my quest of normalcy and regularity I have realised that well, I am not either of those things and as much as I hate to admit it, this off loading of thoughts really…

a space between time

There’s a space between time when all things go quiet except for the ticking of your heart and the relentless nausea bellowing from within Your mind fills itself with a radio silence of white noise and a fear louder than any alarm bell ringing between your ears There lies a loudness that consumes you before…