I’ve been trying to write you a post about love in all it’s many forms. I was trying to tell you about all the acts of love I’ve experienced in my life but it wasn’t working out. I wanted to tell you that there should be hundreds of words for love, as many words as there … More On love – or the blog that never was.
I’m in unfamiliar territory and feeling rather strange. Life seems to be going well: weird or what? If I look back at the past few weeks I can’t get away from the fact that things seem to be turning around for me. By virtue of thousands of imperceptible steps, I’ve started to rebuild my life. It’s a … More Relapse, recovery and tomato soup.
*** This post may be triggering for some readers. Please take care of yourselves. *** September is drawing to a close and with it, Suicide Prevention Month. Talking about suicide is probably the most difficult conversation about mental health to be had. It’s also the most important. Frank discussions free from judgement and fear save … More I’ve lost my safety blanket. Thank f*@k for that.
When was the last time you had a good natter with a friend, or spent some time on whatever your particular passion is? I hope it wasn’t too long ago that you did either of these things, but for people with depression they can feel impossible. Struggling to talk to others and not feeling able to spend time … More Time to talk? Maybe not…