Moving On From A Haunted Past of Home and The Inner Caverns of Self Hatred

As a child I moved a lot. Sometimes once a year, sometimes within 6 months of settling we were moving again. We didn't stay in the same area either. We lived all over the south half of the country. When it came to going to high school my parents decided it was time to try … Continue reading Moving On From A Haunted Past of Home and The Inner Caverns of Self Hatred

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Let’s Be Super Heroes For The Night: A Night of Improv

Last night I did something completely new. I am trying to keep pushing my boundaries whilst I feel well. Yes, I can quite confidently say I am kicking anxiety in the teeth one tooth at a time. She's going to need a lot of dental repair by the time I'm done. I went to an … Continue reading Let’s Be Super Heroes For The Night: A Night of Improv

Rules To Live By In Numbers 

I am on holiday. Some people they may ask, 'from what?'; I don’t work but I do study, part-time. I have been off from university for 2 months now, surely that counts as a holiday? I'm going to say no, not really. Firstly, I spent  ~a month of that time being unwell with the dysphoric … Continue reading Rules To Live By In Numbers 

Realising What It Is To Feel Truly Alive

Today I was thankful to myself for having picked up and persisted with exercising regularly. Why? I was thankful for being relatively fit and to my body for allowing me a beautiful experience hiking to and through the Gorropu Canyon in Sardinia. I had the strength and stamina to hike and ramble over rocky and … Continue reading Realising What It Is To Feel Truly Alive

The All-or-Nothing Conundrum

The other day I scrolled through Twitter and stumbled upon a poll that went something like this: 'I feel anxious, do I…?' a) take a diazepam and risk napping and messing up my sleep tonight b) drink a coffee c) other. In my response I opt for other. I suggest mindfulness. They don't 'do' mindfulness. … Continue reading The All-or-Nothing Conundrum

How We “Should” Live

During the last weekend of my hospital admission I was granted escorted leave. Initially I was excited. I was relieved because these are the landmarks of an admission towards discharge: lower levels of observations, escorted garden leave, escorted community leave, unescorted community leave for gradually increasing amounts of time. This is providing you don't end up … Continue reading How We “Should” Live