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
: The Phases and Faces of Hypomania The tiredness hits. You're grateful and glad to finally feel tired. It means you might actually sleep a decent amount. There is no predicting whether you will sleep properly or manage just a few hours again. If you sleep a whole night, you may wake up with your … Continue reading The Crash Bang
I have a very big mind. I don't know if you can quantify the size of a mind seeing as it is abstract. What I mean when I say I have a big mind is that it wanders. I have high ambitions for myself, and sometimes believe in them. I think I'm going to become … Continue reading I Have a Big Mind, So I Can Keep Dreaming
Today I've been told that suicidal thoughts are a habit in response to a low mood. I don't know if I agree with this. I was told this by my therapist, and I agree it used to be like that for me a few years ago whenI was told this by my schema therapist - … Continue reading Suicidal Thoughts Are Just a Habit?!?
One pill, two pill, three To numb the pain. A smile, To cover it up, That flimsy plaster, To ease the wound. A lashing whip, A wind, the gales of doom, Sadness, weeping , weak, pathetic sadness. The zombies walk, We walk through the day A vacant expression. There's nothing to see here. No niceties, … Continue reading One pill, two pill, three pill, four.