This weeks blog comes all the way from the US of A! I’ve come on holiday (or should that be vacation?) and thanks to several factors it’s come in pretty darn cheap – YEE’HAW.
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University
My First Time
Don’t take the title the wrong way now, these are the sordid details of one of the first points that now I can look back on and say things were not right there! It is odd to think that I knew things were not right on some level, but I ended up in a slump that would become almost a daily routine just over a year later. Continue Reading
(Not a) Beauty School Drop-out
I’d like to think that through my experiences of mental health I’ve done some pretty cool stuff, as well at the stuff that isn’t quite as awesome but that’s nothing new. Up there has to be the fact that I shoved two fingers up into the face of depression and got my degree – proving that I did learning good. Continue Reading
Spear Tackling Depression
I’ve mentioned previously that I not only play rugby (or try to anyway!) for fun but also use it to beat my depression/anxiety. Take for instance just this week, I felt absolutely awful after having a stupid anxiety attack over some balloons – which was totally pathetic. Continue Reading
I’ll be there for you
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
Not so Super Mario
Another week, another realisation! Looking in ASDA today I was reminded of the time I spent a stupid amount of money on a Nintendo DS whilst at university. What’s that dear reader? We all spend money on things we don’t really need from time to time? Did I neglect to mention that this was my second year of university, just before THAT breakdown and I had, let’s say, limited finances…I hear warning signs! Continue Reading
Back to School
So I have touched previously upon the fact that I want to turn my own negative experiences into a positive. For this reason I am going back to school! Not to do numbers and stuff, but to do a Postgrad diploma in Mental Health Nursing, I’m going to be a Murse! Continue Reading
1-sie Direction
During the worst days of my depression I struggled to get up and dressed, so much so that most days I would either be lounging in my pyjamas or ‘onesie’ on the sofa or in my bedroom. Don’t get me wrong, I looked good in my ‘onesie’ but you can only live in a giant baby grow for so long before it starts to stink and become filthy – especially with all the baking I was doing. Continue reading
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