I am 33, yes but I still have sleep terrors. The kind of sleep terrors that shove you unexpectedly into fight or flight mode, leaving you filled with sheer dread. It is a kind of terror I can only try to describe. But you never forget it. even if you’ve not idea what you’re terrified of.
by ending the stigma, we will make it safe for people to talk about it. And talking could very well be the first step to saving a life.
I have actively tried, very hard to plod on. I have found happy moments, and I now see so much more of the beauty in the world.
You will get tired of being sick. That’s ok. Totally ok. Own it. Take time. Rest. And get back to work.
…every day I decide to live, another person, someone, chooses to die. Their struggle is my struggle, but they have now gone while I still have a chance…
For some of us, it is because we are searching…searching for something, some place that we are not quite sure of or how to get to. And sometimes it is because some of us have never managed to be truly happy.
I was surprised to find myself largely neutral to the widespread mental health campaigns being run to raise awareness.
I’ve seen many of these, encouraging people to talk about mental health and problems like depression and anxiety. Awareness is good, don’t get me wrong. I’ve seen media coverage featuring stories of
It is by complete coincidence that I'm posting this on World Suicide Prevention Day.
I drafted this post last week because I was looking at my google analytics, and saw that among the top searches that led to my blog was 'Fibromyalgia and wanting to die.'
It's not uncommon that people
My Aunty has died.
For a moment all I could hear was white noise. And my world, which has been feeling more and more like an empty space, closing in on me these past months, has become even smaller.
I can't breathe.
I've lived with depression all my life. But I'm used to
Right now I am thinking about the unconventional therapist who first, offered me her pot of yellow roses, then insisted on her beautiful cactus.
"You have to bring them back to me," she said, "you have to promise," and I cannot forget the look in her eyes.
Humans. Bizarre, intriguing and beautifully