So I’ve taken November as a chance to brush up on some self loving by diving head first back in to the self development journey – for me, this is a journey that comes around maybe once a year or every 18 months, usually when I go through some sort of mild trauma with work,... Continue Reading →
Last year, I had the honour of being approached by the founder of The Recovery Letters blog, James Withey, who asked me to submit a letter for his upcoming book, the Recovery Letters – Addressed to People Experiencing Depression, which compiled letters from people who had once suffered – to the currently suffering. My contribution... Continue Reading →
For the past couple of years people have been submitting to the blog their experiences of mental health from a wide range of disorders and issues in the Sharing Stories series…So far, the stories have managed to speak out to those in need and even give others the confidence and support get the help they need – opening up about their... Continue Reading →
“What do you say when telling people about your mental health problems? How much do you reveal? Do people really want to hear your life story? Will they think you’re looking for sympathy? Do they want to know how your birth Mother left when you were young? How you always felt different and isolated... Continue Reading →
“My name is Andrew. I’m 44, married with two lovely kids. I have suffered with depression since my early teens. This is my journey. The depression came about because of an accident, not to me but to my Father. We jokingly say that he fell off the back off a lorry; actually he was leaning... Continue Reading →
A tribute to those suffering from schizophrenia: I wake up in darknessI feel the eyes looking at meOthers say ignorance is blissBut they can’t see!I strap on my knifeThey are out to get meThis blade will save my lifeTake a toll or three I argue with my thoughtsWhy do I refuse to listen?Why can’t I... Continue Reading →
“The first time I knew for definite that something had gone wrong in my brain was in the middle of a GCSE exam. “You’re going crazy,” a random thought popped into my head. “You’re about to have a breakdown.” Now up until this point I’d been answering questions about photosynthesis, happy as Larry. But this... Continue Reading →
“You’re crazy! You’re a bitch! You’re a mess! I wish you’d just get your shit together! Why can’t you be normal? Just get out of bed! It’s like you’re two different people! It’s all in your head! You’re just lazy! Good for nothing! Worthless! Pathetic! These are just a few of the things I’ve heard... Continue Reading →
O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!Or that the everlasting had not fix’dHis canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitableSeem to me all the uses of this world!Fie on’t! O fie! ’tis an unweeded garden,That grows to seed; things rank and gross... Continue Reading →
THE MANIC YEARS 