Hello If you don’t like bodily fluids, please don’t click away now, for it is a whole year (A WHOLE YEAR. A. WHOLE. YEAR.) since I last ate something and then purged it and therefore I am a safe and dormant zone, not at risk of self-induced explosion. This is the most wonderful thing that […]Read More Happy Unvomiversary to MEEEEEE
Not so long ago, I started a new job. Without wishing to jinx anything (because that’s the sort of anxious person I am), I love it. It’s the type of job I always hoped for when I was training. But, last week, I found myself feeling unexpectedly lonely. Inpatient treatment – for me, anyway – […]Read More Lonely
It’s tempting, sometimes, to ask when it’s time to give up; stop fighting; allow mental illness to win the battle it’s been waging since it reared its ugly, and completely uninvited head. On bad days (or, actually, for parts of every day), the answer seems to be that it’s probably about the time to give […]Read More Time to give up?
Described to an alien (who shares our values system) point by point, my life now is so much better than it was before. I’ve just returned from the best holiday I’ve ever been on with my boyfriend; I love my friends to bits and I’m surrounded by supportive people; I’m entering the first winter where I’m not absolutely […]Read More The Green-Eyed Monster