I come across this persona time and time again in movies, T.V shows, novels and real life itself. The ideal ‘strong person’. Not physically strong, though I suppose that helps but mentally strong. Someone who can rise again and again, overcome every obstacle no matter how large, who can battle through and succeed no matter the weather. Someone…… Continue reading What makes you strong?
It’s absurdly ridiculous. Many won’t understand. Nothing tragic has happened, no loved one has died, all my limbs are still firmly attached. Nonetheless. I am missing part of who I was. I quit smoking! Smoking was/ is more than just an action. It is/ was more than an addiction. I was A SMOKER. Not just someone…… Continue reading I’ve lost part of my identity
I’ve been trapped in the pit of despair for a while now. Sunk so low, I’m not sure what is going on in the wider world. Is there a wider world? Do couples still sit and laugh hand in hand? Do cherubic children still chuckle with glee? Does the sun still shine? Do flowers still…… Continue reading Low
Being depressed is like being stuck in a blanket of thick, dense fog, a fog that not only conceals but numbs. You can’t feel the tickle of the breeze, can’t see the sky above your head or the land beneath your feet. Friends and family might be calling out for you, screaming your name, trying…… Continue reading Stuck in the Fog
In honour of valentine’s day; a very late honour, I’d like to share a poem I wrote years ago. I’m dreaming of a tomorrow, a place for you and I A secret haven to call our own, where I can look into your eyes I’m dreaming of the time we aren’t so far apart A time…… Continue reading Dreaming- A poem
I can’t read. I feel like I have to scream and shout that. Stamp my feet at the unfairness of it all. The written word and all its wisdoms have always been there for me, during sickness and health and I thought they would until death do us part. The beautiful complexity of language, the…… Continue reading Depression has stolen from me
I have been on and off medications for a while now. Last summer, I decided to come off my long term antidepressant- Mirtazapine, because the side effect of weight gain was really affecting my physical health problems. At the same time, I also decided to stop using Benzodiazepines because of the effect they were having…… Continue reading The incompetence of mental health care