So it probably isn't a surprise when I say that my mental health hasn't been that great the last couple of weeks. I'm panicking at the moment that my bad mental health could be driving people away from me. I've lost enough friends and family from this sort of thing, so it wouldn't be a … Continue reading Bad Days and Custard.
I'm having one of those days. One of those days where it feels like I'm not on meds (medication) and I've got all my problems. I can easily remember this feeling because its one i really don't like. I feel like everything is bad. Everything is frustrating, incoherent to me, and all my thoughts are … Continue reading When your mental illness reminds you it’s still there.
There are some people really helping me right now. Helping me while I struggling at the moment. Struggling with my head. Thank you to those people. My army may be small, but it's powerful. I've put my plan into place. I'm making sure i'm in a safe space, talking to those people that help me. … Continue reading Bruised but battling.
Three and a half weeks. Well, just over that time. I haven't smoked for this long! I've been vaping which is something i'm not too keen on, I mean, is vaping bad for you? I reckon its gotta be better than smoking. Anyway, I've almost made a complete transition to no nicotine. So today I … Continue reading I think i’m in control of this mess!
The last few days have been interesting for me. They've made me think about a few things, made me re-evaluate some of the thoughts I've been having, and some of the goals I need to create for myself. For the first time in just under a year I've been out somewhere unfamiliar, talking to people … Continue reading Bigger goals.
I've had many situations in the last twelve months where I've somehow managed to segregate myself from any social life that I had. Last September my mood changed, worsened, and caused me a lot of problems. I lost friends due to conflict, I marginalised myself from a lot of my family, and as a result … Continue reading Getting a life.
Seven weeks ago I was stuck in a pit of depression, psychosis, and down-right awfulness. I could see no way of climbing out of this hole myself, and I couldn't fathom the idea of someone, or something, helping me out. Seven weeks ago I started taking a new medication for my mental health. It was … Continue reading My ladder.