This is my first video rant and is on the topic of managing mental health and how much diagnosis can help in understanding and managing mental illness. I did start to write this as an article but I decided to try something new, so ignore the anxious hand waving and bad angle – I’ll … More Diagnosis and managing mental health
I am a mother. Telling people this still makes me nervous, and my son is six years old now. I had him at nineteen. He lives with my mum. He stays with me one night a week. I’m not with his dad anymore, and have no input on his seeing or not seeing his dad. … More Good Enough
I’m sitting here contemplating another night without sleep. Self-flagellation or pain avoidance I can’t tell. I tell myself if I stay up it’s longer until I have to go to work. If I go to bed now I blink and it’s time to walk in the cold and dark to another 14 hour shift. I … More The All Nighter
“It wasn’t that bad.” I tell myself, looking at the girl who ended her life when I didn’t. “He never hit me.” I tell myself, watching the woman talk about how she feared for her life when he raised his fist. “Sometimes he was good to me.” I remember as I justify the times that … More Comparable
When I have purpose, and when I am working towards that purpose I am happy. The problem is that purpose is hard. I cleaned the cat tray today after nearly a week of avoiding it – gross I know – and I felt this energetic thrill of accomplishment and empowerment. I’d done something I had … More Purpose and Procrastination
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