Thursday 1st December, 2016, late morning. I’m in A&E, convinced something is terribly wrong with me. Everything hurts, there’s a tightness in my throat that feels solid, I feel sick when I try and eat anything more exciting than toast, and when I do eat – well, not to be crude, but it feels like… Continue reading Mental Health Awareness Week 2018
Category: panic attacks
Awareness is not enough
If like me, you spend most of your waking hours refreshing Twitter, on the look-out for cute puppy gifs, excellent puns and headlines to get outraged about, you’ll know that this week is Mental Health Awareness Week. And I don’t want to get all Piers “Sentient Ham” Morgan on you, but I’m fresh out of… Continue reading Awareness is not enough
On “self-care”
Loath as I am to turn this into a blog that deals purely with mental health*, there’s something that’s been nagging at me over the last few weeks and clearly, the only solution to this is to write about it. *There’s obviously nothing wrong with mental health blogs, I just never saw this blog… Continue reading On “self-care”
Jagged little pill
I mentioned in the last post that I’m currently taking antidepressants in a bid to try and get some respite from the anxiety madness, so I thought I’d go into a little more detail about Taking Drugs For A Mental Health Problem. Taking prescribed, doctor-approved medication for an illness that largely affects one’s emotions as… Continue reading Jagged little pill
Mind vs. body
“What are you so stressed about?” pic.twitter.com/QqG7o7I18B — The Gay Burn Book (@SouthernHomo) November 7, 2016 I like to think I know a little bit about mental illness. Not much, but a bit. About some of the more common ones, anyway, like depression and anxiety. But until this week, I had no idea mental distress… Continue reading Mind vs. body
Whatever gets you through the day
A meme popped up on my Facebook page on Saturday. Two images: one of a forest, with the words “this is an antidepressant” across it, and one of some tablet blister packs, accompanied by the words “this is shit”. Now, I’m not usually one for getting cross about awful Facebook memes – really I’m not… Continue reading Whatever gets you through the day
The Saturday Six: fighting the Anxiety Goblin
It’s been another anxious week or two – panic curling its fingers round my neck at unexpected times: on the train to work, at my desk, standing in the flat talking to Drummer Boy. It’s like living with a goblin (the anxiety, not DB) – a horrid little creature that likes to pop up just… Continue reading The Saturday Six: fighting the Anxiety Goblin
A new first
After nearly five years, there aren’t many more relationship ‘firsts’ to be had. The first argument probably happened within weeks of getting together, if I know myself at all. The first ‘I love you’ happened on the Clifton Suspension Bridge on a summer’s evening (this isn’t important, I just like to brag). First week, month,… Continue reading A new first
I’m not crazy, I swear.
A few months ago, I nearly died at East Croydon station. I didn’t really, but as opening lines go, that’s not half-bad, is it? With the juxtaposition of melodrama and utter banality – yeah, yeah, English students die hard and whatnot; I’ll get on with it. I thought I was going to die. For perhaps… Continue reading I’m not crazy, I swear.
Inbetween Girl 