“When I went to my GP I described my behaviour and feelings. I was expecting to be diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, given that I’d gone from one extreme to the other in such a short space of time. The best way I could describe it was like the feeling of an overexcited child at Christmas.... Continue Reading →
Howl.
This afternoon, I casually walked in to my next counselling session honestly believing that the whole hour was going to be a complete waste of time. Again, I was proved wrong. This Friday, I went out and got wasted. Not just for no reason at all, it was the night of my daughter’s 3rd birthday... Continue Reading →