Last week after the announcement of Chester Bennington’s death a friend posted a brutally honest update on Facebook, saying their antidepressant dosage had been increased and they were suffering with the side effects. This post was not to garner sympathy but rather to encourage people to talk about their mental Read more…
When I had a breakdown in 2010, I wasn’t honest – not with myself, and definitely not with the people around me. I didn’t really understand that I was depressed; it felt more like something had snapped irreparably deep inside of my head, and I tried my best to hide Read more…
Are you happy right now? When I was younger, I always thought I would be “rescued” from my life by a knight in shining armour. I was forever disappointed that the boyfriends I ended up with were just human like me, and couldn’t fix me. I thought I would finally Read more…
Six years ago, I was working in pensions. I would have a personal training session before work, spend the day fiddling with spreadsheets and having meetings with Spanish men in expensive suits. I lived alone in a two-bedroom house with a garden, trained for an ran a half marathon, and Read more…
Many people who follow this blog will know that I had a breakdown in 2010. My GP told me I was clinically depressed – she figured that out from one of those handy questionnaires they have on their computers these days. For a while there, I was visiting my GP Read more…
In a post earlier this week, I mentioned going on the radio to speak about life as a single mother. During the conversation, Nick Ferrari asked if I had help with S from my family. He asked if my dad helped, and I replied that no, my dad Read more…
It’s hard to get over a nervous breakdown. When you’re stuck in the midst of it, it feels like nothing will ever be normal again; there’s no way back to life. When I had a breakdown, I stopped sleeping, eating and reading. The sleeping was the worst part, closely followed Read more…
Yes, you read that right. I am glad I had a nervous breakdown. A while back I entered the local business awards, and part of the process was an interview with one of the judges. We had a lovely chat about my business, my blog and my life in general. Read more…
When I had my breakdown, I got to a point where I realised it was down to me to drag myself out of this. There was this real “shit or get off the pot” moment where I said to myself, you either get on and kill yourself, or you figure Read more…