Happiness is not quantifiable, and even its qualitative nature is determined by our own perceptions of the world and our place in it.
A letter to myself and anyone else who is not okay
The truth is, you are not okay right now, and that is okay. Honestly, it is. You feel low. And that’s okay. You don’t have to be great all the time.
Finding a Healthy Outlet for our Anger
Anger doesn’t make you a lesser person, it makes you human. If only we allowed ourselves and others to be angry about the shitty things that happen.
Therapists listen and help, but what about THEIR mental health?
Therapists are the forgotten victims of trauma. They suffer the grief and pain they hear from their clients. I cannot imagine their strength.
Depression Is Like Drowning Beneath The Sea
Depression is like drowning. I have to get off the sinking ship, and fight against the currents, waves and whatever obstacles are there.
Practise Love Not Banter
Maybe banter’s a generational thing I don’t fit into? Maybe I’m too sensitive, but I wish people would practise love instead.
Learning To Forgive Myself
Forgive yourself and not them, is what we all deserve to hear. I don’t need to forgive my abusers. I forgive myself and I’m no longer ashamed. I’m proud.
This affects all of us: It’s ‘Time to Talk’ about it
Anyone can suffer from a mental health illness. Don’t be ashamed. Talk to someone – get help. Mental health affects us all.
Let’s Talk Now: Time to Talk Day 2018
Tomorrow is Time to Talk Day 2018. It aims to get people talking about mental health issues, reduce the taboo and make it easy for people to ask for help.
Why do we deny depression yet mourn suicide?
Why is suicide lamented so much while so little is done about depression? We mourn suicide, but let’s speak out to prevent it too.
Bipolar, borderline and anxious
While people are supportive about my anxiety and bipolar, borderline carries stigma. It’s wrong that certain disorders are accepted and others are not.
Don’t Suffer in Silence
Stigma is the worst thing about being sectioned. Now I’m no longer alone. I was masking my mental deterioration with drugs & drink. Don’t suffer in silence