As long as I can write, I will continue to write about mental illness. These are my reasons why.
Sometimes you have to confront the monster under the bed. This is not all doom and gloom. There is positivity here too.
Christmas isn’t always the most wonderful time of the year. New Year isn’t always a fresh start. Let’s consider those who struggle, with hope and our compassion.
Now I’m becoming an old git, I’m focusing more on what I’ve learnt but also what’s to come. What follows are the things I’ve learnt in the past year. Happy birthday to me.
Anxiety is tough but I’m strong in doing things despite it. It’s more common than people may think. Leave judgements at the door. We all have fears and worries.
I am rubbish sometimes at recognising my progress. I am more likely to list all my failures. Who better to teach you all about how to acknowledge your own progress? Yes, I know. Let’s call it therapy.
Life after and between depression is strange. You want to focus on being well but depression affects your life because it happened to you. This isn’t a sad story but rather one of awareness.
I am the world’s worst person at taking time out when I have to. Who better to write about how important it is to have some rest then? Yes, I know…