Firstly, my apologies for the blogging running dry the past week – reasons why to follow. Last weekend after a nice controlled night of drinking, I went to bed late and missed my med dose. BIG MISTAKE. What repercussions such a little pill can have! Give or take a few days afterwards I experienced an... Continue Reading →
Insomnia.
So my body is now acting like ; 1. It hasn’t only had 3 hours of broken sleep the night before. 2. It’s not recovering from a hellish stomach virus that suddenly struck over the weekend. 3. It hasn’t been dosed up with sleeping pills and co-codemol for the last 24 hours – (Note to self:... Continue Reading →
Memory.
I think i’m in trouble again. After the past week and a half of feeling better and on the mend, I slowly started to convince myself that I was okay. This could bare a problem in so many ways; 1. Convincing myself that i’m fine could result in another bout of depression when it starts... Continue Reading →
Supernatural Experiences – Can they be justified when you are mentally ill?
I’ve always been a big fan – and a big believer of the supernatural world. I come from a family where ghostly and other odd sightings are second nature to us, there are stories down the line which can be described as tales unexplained by science. This year, I have come to a hault in... Continue Reading →
The Struggle of Self-injury – Breaking the Cycle.
Since the irritability episode I had last week, I thought councelling session number 6 was a good place in which to bring up the taboo subject of self-harm. We had barely talked about this before – I tend to skirt over the issue as bring it all out in to the open can be highly triggering for... Continue Reading →
Doom.
That’s the only way to describe what i’m feeling right now. Doom. Like I’ve swallowed a big cup of doom. I had a two hour nap and i just feel worse. Trying not to get in to that ‘I just want to die’ frame of mind, I have a feeling its going to take all... Continue Reading →
Octopus arms.
I’ve been having a very ‘odd’ depersonalisation/hallucination episode which has been brought on naturally but more often from drinking coffee. I call it octopus arms. Two days ago, I was sat there having my morning brew when all of a sudden my arms felt numb and a bit strange. I had the sensation that I had... Continue Reading →
The appointment – switching psychiatric medication.
If anything summed up the dark side of the standard of mental health care in my current cummunity it would have been this appointment. Psychiatric appointments, with a consultant Psych, are like liquid gold these days. So imagine the shock I got when the postman dropped off a letter with an actual date that she... Continue Reading →
THE MANIC YEARS 