So it turns out it’s been about three months since I added anything to my blog. There are a few reasons for this really: time – work, writing a book; ideas – I haven’t got a clue what to write about anymore, partly because I find myself feeling less able to write mental health posts now which has always been the purpose of my blog. Another thing that puts me… View Post
Been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve been wanting to write a blog post for weeks but I haven’t had the opportunity – or motivation, to be honest – to sit and properly think about what I have to say. The truth is that I don’t have much to say at all. I find myself feeling like a fraud somewhat, having a mental health blog and being somebody that spent a… View Post
My most recent post gives an insight into how I was feeling just before I moved out of my parents’ house. Now, a week after the move, here are the things I’ve already learnt: 1 That sh*t is HARD. Change is hard. I knew that it would be a challenge for me as someone who is not only close to their parents, but also is effected by CPTSD. I felt… View Post
Ever since I moved in with my dad at age four, I’ve been happy to keep it that way. I have known two types of home: the type I had before I lived with my Dad, and the type after. As I’ve started to understand how my brain has been working since then, I know that my understanding of life at four years old – and for a while after… View Post
Well. What a strange few weeks it has been. I have been freelance for twenty-five days. Not long – but I’ve learnt a lot so far. Making the jump was something that I thought long and hard over and tormented myself with: I knew what I wanted to do, I was just too scared to do it. It’s not a decision to be taken lightly and I had to think… View Post