I’ve lived with voices for so many years now, it’s really hard for me to think back to the time in my life when I didn’t hear them. I can’t really remember how it feels to think without my thought process being interrupted and distracted by “voices.” It’s like I am aware of the constant…… Continue reading Focusing on “the voices,” and attempting to make sense of the nonsensible
God- you see Through my eye, How did you get in? I do not remember opening Any door. And yet here you are; My potential My downfall My power My terror. Can there be any escape from Such vast implication? Can such a small word contain Such might? If God had a face, What would…… Continue reading God
So sometimes living with this diagnosis can be really really difficult. Granted, yes, sometimes it’s inspiring and utterly soul confirming in ways which defy rational explanation; therefore working to keep the eyes of mystery open in the world around me and imbue my waking moments with a faint sense of the surreal. But, at other times,…… Continue reading I’m not weird ok?! I’m just dealing with a mental illness..
I’ve been fairly quiet on WordPress for a few months now. A lot has happened; a new job, a fairly grim patch with regards to my mental health, a subsequent decision to increase my meds, and then a period of introspection and reflection. I’m doing ok, and a lot better than a few months ago before…… Continue reading Update- work, recovery and life
We walk into a situation. Any situation. A room at a party; an adjacent seat at a dinner table; a group training exercise. I turn to you and say, “Hello, I have mental illness.” How would you respond? If I were as open with this fact as you might be if you had had a particularly bad…… Continue reading “Hello, I have a mental illness..” (1)
Originally posted on Fem Feelings:
Life is not an American AA meeting. When you introduce yourself for the first time no one claps or gives you a supportive ‘well done you for making the first step’ nod, actually, there are precious few instances in real life where you will receive a positive reaction for announcing…
The mirror lies. This fact is as cold and hard as the pane of glass separating me from my own reflection. I watch myself breathe; watch myself grow older, each second making the lines beneath my eyes stretch further down, and the shadows deepen, full up with dust and cobwebs. I am a shadow, a pale…… Continue reading The mirror