A short story I love you said thing to thing two, but thing two just blinked back, what else could they do? When I first started this blog I wanted it to not only help me, but to help others. I had this fanciful notion that by coming out and saying “hi, I’m a mess”… Continue reading Guess who’s back?
Week two! I made it! Polite golf clap to me. This week has been a much steadier week, much less downs and a few more ups. The roller coaster got better. Now, how to talk about the ups without seeming...braggy? Numero uno, I felt (thought I cringe at saying the word) inspired by a performance… Continue reading The Weekly: Take Two
Last night, in a fit of a restless mind I decided to write a weekly blog- a reflection of my week, a public diary, with the (few) ups and (frequent) downs that permeate my life. In doing so, I hope to draw attention to the positives (perhaps a start would be to remove the word… Continue reading The Weekly – Take One
It has taken me a while to decide what I want to say as I reflect upon my first year of University; particularly when trying to find the positive aspect within what has been a very difficult year. As I write this, having just emptied my flat in halls, returning home for three whole months… Continue reading Reflections
For a few months I’ve been writing a blog composed of a mixture of self-indulgent ramble and mediocre poetry in an attempt to better understand myself and the mental illness (though I am uncomfortable in labeling it as such) that I’ve been trying to deal with for a few years. Up till now, I’ve been doing… Continue reading No longer anonymous
It always comes back to this, doesn't it? Mascara stained sheets with arms reddened and scratched to bits. What started it off? My mind is lost. A tsunami of thoughts crushing the walls of stability that hold my mind at peace. I've refrained from sharing something so honest for a little while because I found… Continue reading The Tsunami
There are two things that have been preoccupying my mind lately but neither of them are particularly easy to write about, as in neither of them really seem to go anywhere or are of enough substance to devote an entire blog post too. I often find my self questioning why I am the way I… Continue reading Welcome to my worries