I went to see my doctor on Thursday. This is my psych doctor: I think he’s a psychiatrist but not one of the bad ones who instinctively reaches for the perscription pad instead of taking the time to talk through an issue. I’ve always had a bit of an issue with psychiatrists for just this…… Continue reading A Check in.
This article is something of a continuation of the last piece I published. In that one I was writing about how a perceived loss of agency affected my ability to deal with the symptoms of my schizophrenia. However as I was writing it occurred to me that this is an extremely commonplace problem- everyone needs…… Continue reading Why my mental health condition may no longer be a “mental health” condition.
I haven’t been writing much lately. Lols. I thought, the only up-side to having a severe mental health relapse and having to leave work and go back onto benefits is that I’ll have a lot of time to write! I thought: I can get up in the morning, spend a few hours working and then…… Continue reading I will start writing, I will start writing, I will start writing….
The morning air meets me as I open my stuffy eyes and stare into a new day; hours of time unravelled like an onion ahead of me. I blink painfully and crawl out of bed, cowering beneath the sheets, clinging onto the carpet with my toes feeling them stretch and crack like walnuts- the drugs…… Continue reading Morning on Chlozapine
So the last few days have been strange. It’s gone over two months now I haven’t had a drink; I’ve cut out real cigarettes and am only smoking the e-cig, and have also cut out 90% of the refined sugar of my diet previously. This is a great achievement, and something I’d been trying to…… Continue reading Processing with the aid of leafy green vegetables.
It’s strange, I spent a day yesterday staring at the computer screen, unable to type anything or even construct a sentence. I don’t usually suffer with this problem, usually I have an idea and can pen enough for an article in half an hour or so. However I think that post christmas, post relapse, I’m…… Continue reading Post christmas, post relapse- and an understandable lack of direction.
It’s been really long time since I’ve written regularly on Word-Press. I started a new job at the beginning of April and it’s been putting me through my paces, mentally and emotionally, and consequently I haven’t had the time or energy to focus upon anything else. I’m working for a homeless charity called St Mungo’s,…… Continue reading Update- I’m still here, haven’t been banged up yet.
My last day at work was last Friday. My fixed term contract came to an end, and I’m currently waiting on a start date for new employment. This is all extremely exciting and massively nerve-wracking but I want to leave that for another post; the roller coaster which has been my “return to the world…… Continue reading A book proposal- AND a 10,000 person online platform
I woke up this morning on a new mattress. I ordered it just before Christmas, it arrived on Wednesday afternoon and the last three night’s sleep have been blissful. I wasn’t sure whether I’d notice a difference in the morning straight away; my last mattress was eleven years old and had cost about £150 when…… Continue reading The times, they are a’changing..
It is the 30th of December and a new year looms. I am still sat, writing crappy poetry and vacillating between numerous unfinished projects. I have the main project, the one I have been working on for three years and have recently sent to my mum for beta reading and comment, as a kind of…… Continue reading Writing, thinking about writing, and de-cluttering my flat.