The first time I realised depression was an illness, not a choice or a lifestyle or any other stupid idea, I was eighteen and had been going through it for nearly a year. After eighteen years of education, I had no idea what mental illness really was. That’s a scary realisation. Four years later, I… Continue reading Stigma school
Absolutely nothing, my friends! I have been an annoyingly laid-back person all my life. And all my life, people have had something to say about it. I’m not lazy (much) and I’ve always worked hard at everything I’ve done. But I am quite a chilled person, when I’m not panic-stricken or depressed. It’s a choice.… Continue reading Stress. What is it good for?
Facebook and I have a complicated relationship. I can quite easily spend hours flicking lazily through my news feed, taking nothing in, giving nothing away. There is something undeniably interesting about other people’s lives, especially people you went to school with and maybe haven’t seen for years. It’s fascinating! I have absolutely no idea why.… Continue reading An Introvert’s Facebook
So I had a post all ready and planned out for last week, even starting writing it. And then something happened. I stopped taking my prescribed antidepressant: Paroxetine a.k.a Paxil a.k.a Satan in pill form. Dun dun dunnnnn Well, as you can see, that post went straight out of the window, along with my sanity… Continue reading Satan in a pill
Recently I’ve been seeing a lot of positivity towards medication for mental health problems. And I’m actually glad about that. All my life I’ve been told that I should do it by myself, meds are bad, avoid them at all cost. When in actual fact, my medication has helped me to lead a somewhat normal,… Continue reading Meds
I’ve written before about how the people around me are affected by my mental illness. Honestly, I feel like it’s quite an important part of writing about mental health, especially when you still live with your parents. I try really, really hard to be mindful of how I talk to and treat people when I’m feeling… Continue reading Ouch.
It’s Valentine’s Day! Or at least, Valentine’s evening. I wanted to post something about this marmite of a day (you either love it or ya hate it) because I’ve seen a lot of different things about it this year. There’s still been very little about how sufferers of a mental illness are affected at this… Continue reading St. Valentine