I was told that EMDR would be tough. That getting through to the other side would be a struggle, like going through a dark tunnel. Now I’m experiencing it… it’s hard to explain the journey it takes you on. After the last few sessions my therapist felt that I was approaching the bilateral stimulation tasksContinue reading “EMDR 5&6”
Some very exciting news from the weekend! As I mentioned in my previous post Article courtesy of Anna Dutton I was asked to write an article on mental health for a local magazine. To make the article suit the magazine’s target audience I had to write something that would speak to proper grown ups, so I decidedContinue reading “A teenager’s perspective”
Did somebody say published mental health writer?..
Sunday was World Suicide Prevention Day and awareness continues for the rest of the week, so to do my part I thought I’d share my experience of dealing with suicidal thoughts. This is exceptionally emotional and difficult for me to discuss, but I do find it’s both a sad and beautiful part of my story.
Now that I’ve firmly settled in back home I can feel the effect that challenging myself has had on me. I honestly feel so much stronger and secure in myself, my anxiety is hugely reduced and if I do experience it I am now less likely to panic or feel frightened. So I’m chuffed. IContinue reading “My blog and I “
I would like this post to be a bit of a discussion as I need some advice people!
I’ve never let my illness get in the way of my work or education yet the negative stigma against mental health says otherwise… so how honest should I be?
Wow it’s time to come home already. Where has the time gone? I’m so proud of myself. All the anxiety about leaving and the panic I suffered so badly at the beginning of my journey, especially in the Maldives, feels like only yesterday and yet I have come so far since then. It makes meContinue reading “My final day”
I am proud to say that my mum joined me on a party holiday, but I never get to tell the whole story. Well, here it is…
Living with a monster is what having to control PTSD feels like to me. It’s an endless cycle of oppressing my demon to prevent all hell breaking loose. The best way I can describe it is with a diagram, excuse my poor drawing skills: The picture shows my silhouette with a rip through my chest.Continue reading “Living with a monster “
The impact of friendship on mental health