Missing Loved Ones’ Lives

I hate being poorly.  I hate not being there for the people I love.  I hate not being the one people feel they can turn to for support any more (even though they really can still).  I hate missing weddings and birthdays and celebrations.  I hate not hearing the news first hand, both good and… Continue reading Missing Loved Ones’ Lives

A Humbled Thank You

I was humbled and blessed to be notified today that I have been featured in a wonderful blog post discussing the online mental health community. The whole post is well worth a read and can be found here: http://theanxietytracker.blogspot.co.uk/2017/06/five-blogs-of-thanks-5th-anniversary-of_12.html?m=1 An exerpt that I’m featured in follows: “Leaders in the field This list of Twitterites range from… Continue reading A Humbled Thank You

Pondering Friendship

A wonderful friend visited me in hospital today and we had a surprisingly philosophical discussion about the nature of friendship.  As I’ve mentioned before, a lot of my illness stems from issues with relationships and ideas about the self – my worth, my purpose, my impact on others – and this creates a strange dynamic… Continue reading Pondering Friendship

“Pleeeeeeaaaase let me help, mummy”

I was playing with some inks today, but Hope thought she could do a better job than me… 🙂

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This gorgeous creature’s never-ending companionship, love and mischievous behaviour is so key in my drive to keep fighting.  Never underestimate the important therapeutic role of animals!

Falling Apart at the Lightest Touch

One of the aspects of my mental ill health which I detest the most is my fragility. I fall apart – no, disintegrate – when even the smallest of things go awry. This morning went from off the charts anxiety, despair and suicidality to dissolving into non-functional panic when my psychologist phoned to let me… Continue reading Falling Apart at the Lightest Touch

Positive Scrapbook

Tonight I started putting together a positive scrapbook…I’ve never ‘scrapbooked’ before, and the inherent lack of uniformity or defined ‘perfection’ has always stopped me starting one because these things send my anxiety and self-judgement haywire. But I jumped in this evening – I was already feeling out of control and consumed with self hatred, so… Continue reading Positive Scrapbook

Healing Hugs

You know when you’re such a mess, in acute despair and so hopeless that you’re crumbling in front of your own eyes? Sometimes the only thing that helps is a good, proper healing hug from a close friend. One of those hugs that says “I love you…no matter what”. There is nothing quite like it… Continue reading Healing Hugs