Reducing the stigma around mental health
By Gabriela It doesn’t matter how medicated I am or how much therapy I do, I will always have depression and anxiety as my right and left hand men. They don’t magically disappear. Instead, I accept who I am, and they become manageable – but ya, sometimes the thought of Continue Reading
By Sophie Ann Break ups They suck, they really really suck. For most people it’s the stereotypical few days crying into four tubs of cookie dough ice cream, then getting drunk and making out with some dude whose name you have forgotten. For me, it’s not like that. Yes I have done Continue Reading
By Chemene You never really know yourself until you experience depression. It forces you to examine and re-examine your thoughts, your fears, your love, tests your limits and it breaks your boundaries. It made me realise I’m still searching for love – the love I wasn’t given as a child. Continue Reading
By Sophie Ann I stare at the gloomy reflection on my wall: the tired under-eyes growing dark with fatigue and messy hair shoved up in a halfhearted bun, not even attempting to reach on the desk for my brush. Want, desire, need: I’m longing for that one close hug that would lift every Continue Reading
By Anonymous You were meant to go back to work after the weekend. We couldn’t afford for you to do a phased return if you didn’t. We thought we’d have a lovely weekend, enjoying our little family. Then work called. Everything hit stop. You can’t go in. They want you Continue Reading
By Jake Catterall Dear Gorgeous, I write this because I don’t know how to say it with words. It’s a letter to you explaining who I am, and why I appreciate everything you do. This is unedited, raw and painful to write. We just had a massive argument, possibly the Continue Reading
By Lowri Smith Conditional love – love that is only given if you meet a certain criteria or set of rules or demands placed on you. “Wow I’m so proud of you that you got all As!” And that was it. That was all you got and you never knew Continue Reading
By Amy Meadmore I have been depressed for 5 years now. A combination of self-hatred, despair and the belief I am a nuisance to those around me has consumed my existence for far too long. I would say recently I have improved, I can look myself in a mirror and Continue Reading