I don't actually know where to begin, but I am going to try to begin right here. My personal experience is medication on and off since I was in my early 20’s. Prozac first, followed by a descent into worse symptoms followed by a diagnosis of bi polar 2 followed by medication and being under… Continue reading Question to self: What’s the big deal with taking medication for mental unwellness?
There's three things I want to write about today: Tea and chocolate Mental Health and the split mind (RANT) Finding your field Firstly then, I bought a most delicious chocolate bar yesterday. It reads like a poem: Green and Blacks velvet edition Dark Chocolate SALTED CARAMEL blended with Yorkshire caramel infused with delicate flakes of… Continue reading In Search of how to go about things when you keep getting ill … and eating chocolate while drinking tea..
Before Winter comes, bringing in the dark, cold and lonesome nights, the summer swells fulsomely. Swollen trees' green buxom bosoms waft dancingly; swaying, in music time, like women in their prime; clutching a glass of cold dry wine in the sunlight, flirting outrageously with life; confident tomorrow they will still shine. All… Continue reading Before Winter Comes: A Poem
So, I’m still on the depression theme but trying to make headway. I signed up to the HeadSpace app again some months ago after a long break and quickly started the Depression Pack - that was March, I'm on session 9 (of 30) four months later which averages at about 1 and three quarter meditation… Continue reading Ramblings on Tree Posing at Bus Stops and Meditation and Sadness or is it Depression..? and on being a beached whale in the fight against the barbaric blues…
On the last occasion I smuggled popcorn into the cinema it was my daughters birthday and we were going to see Black Panther. It was so good. Being a woman of slender means I decided to buy a few bags of £1 popcorn and a few bottles of cheap pop to save on the… Continue reading Sneaking popcorn into the cinema
trying to define mental anguish. I can only say there’s an invisible war zone in your own head and the smallest things are threatening and the smallest things trigger irrational anxiety. When in this zone it’s so strange to look about you and see people behaving so normally and relaxed and this is how the… Continue reading When your mind is a war zone
All my life, yes actually (I have to double check that) but really, most of my life I’ve seesawed between feeling fine and feeling sodden. Sodden with a kind of all consuming sadness that is. For example, one day in my present life I can be cycling along taking in sight, sound and humanity… Continue reading The Blues