18th-24th May is Mental Health Awareness Week here in the UK. I couldn’t let the week go passed without at least one post about mental health. Due to the current global pandemic, I feel that now more than ever it’s important to be able to open up about our mental
Disclosure – This is collaboration post Most of us take good eyesight for granted and we don’t realize how difficult life can be for somebody living with vision impairments. Even though we understand that being blind is very challenging and poses a lot of practical problems, we never really consider
Modern day life can be so fast paced that many forget to stop and take a moment to themselves. Many people choosing to focus energy on loved ones rather than themselves Which in turn leads to feelings of being worn out and sometimes indifferent to what is happening around them.
Disclosure – This is collaboration post Your brain is the most important part of your body. Everything you do in life starts with your thinking box upstairs – without it functioning to a good level, you’d be all over the place in all aspects. Because of its importance to everything
For many years society has belittled mental illness, making those who suffer from illnesses including depression and anxiety to feel that they are weak, not worthy and alone. According to a reports 1 in 4 people in the UK experience some sort of mental health issue each year. With the
If you’ve been around these parts for a while you’ll know that I suffer from both chronic illness and mental illness. Although you wouldn’t be wrong to think that my mental illnesses of depression and anxiety are part in parcel with the chronic illness, you’d be both right and wrong.
Last year I’d written about my experiences with Social Prescribing a service that was offered to me by my GP after speaking to them about my issues with anxiety flaring up. I had a few sessions which I had written about (you can read it here). Sadly I began to
I am my own worst critic, questioning each and every decision I make. My mind tells me that I’m not good enough to be a parent, to follow my dreams of writing, plus much much more. The constant negativity that comes from my brain is quit frankly debilitating. I’m not
Here I am sitting on our sofa with what is probably 5 day old hair and clothes whose cleanliness is somewhat questionable. in a state of what I can only describe as anxiousness fuelled with dread and fear. It is the hardest thing to explain to someone what it feels
I mentioned in my "Lets Talk – Anxiety" post how I had been dealing with a particularly bad bout of anxiety which forced me to seek help from my GP which was a great experience so much so I wrote about it, which you can read here. At the appointment
I want to start by saying that writing this has been the hardest post I’ve ever attempted. Not because I’m ashamed but because I’ve never admitted to myself about having anxiety before let alone spoken about it. Up until recently I preferred to think that the constant being on edge, fearing