So I’ve mentioned my girlfriend’s input towards my recovery process quite a lot in this blog, and whilst I may not be completely there just yet, I always know that she is there for me. (Sorry, this could be a fairly vomit inducing post.) Continue Reading
Manic
Finding Nemo
Just before I went off to uni my wonderful younger sisters gave me a stuffed toy – a giant Nemo teddy that came in handy when I did my whole Jesus fancy dress bit! Continue Reading
Call the AA – I’m having a breakdown
During the darkest throes of my depression I swung from extreme lows to manic highs. There were numerous occasions where I would spin around in the shower making siren sounds and claiming to be a helicopter, or simply singing at the top of my lungs – and anybody who has heard me sing really knows this isn’t the greatest thing! Continue reading