Why it’s absolutely OK to cry about stupid stuff
I'm a crier. I like a good sob, normally in private and more than likely about things that are really not important. I've been known to weep uncontrollably when I've fucked up my make up, when the bag splits on the way home from the shops and when my...
How to tell your friends you have depression
I told some of my friends that I had depression as soon as I got diagnosed. The reason being; I knew I couldn't hide it from them any more. My mood was unpredictable, my actions out of character and I was unfit for work. As far as my Facebook friends were concerned...
Are you caring for someone with depression?
I wanted to pop on quickly and let you know that one of my most popular blogposts was spotted and picked up by a UK mental health charity this week. The lovely people at Heads Together asked me to expand on my experience and write a more detailed post which I was over...
10 things only a diet addict will understand
I'm done with dieting. I've been on a diet for the last ten years and I'm so exhausted from it all. I got thin. Now I'm a bit chubby. Life goes on. There are so many worries in the world that I don't have the will power to count calories and fight cravings any more....
How to make friends when you have social anxiety
I had two bad days this week. Sweaty palms, a huge knot in my stomach and shortness of breath were just a few of the symptoms that followed me around whilst I tried to appear normal to the rest of the world. I try not to bother people with my anxiety when it crops up;...
What it’s like to be a 30+ blogger
People are going to say I'm a liar, so let's get that out of the way first of all. Technically, I'm not actually 30 years old yet; but I feel like I've been mentally preparing myself for the big three-oh so much that it's like I'm there. In my head I've already blown...