So I am on my way home from an 11 hour night shift and it really had me thinking. Some of the other staff don’t seem to ‘get’ the reality of mental illnesses, they try to sympathise but some of the ways they address things, and the comments they make when the service users aren’t… Continue reading A little reminder about BPD
So recently this has been playing on my mind quite a bit. I’ve had the odd passing comment from people who seem to think they know my illness better than me, or that they know what’s best for me. Sometimes, yes, I agree, but usually only when I’m lacking in capacity. As someone who deals… Continue reading No one knows my illness better than me. Fact.
the sadness creeped up on me like a vine twisting around me taking hold and once it had my arms I was trapped No amount of struggle would free me But then came the people Those who cared And cut back the vines One by one Until I could move my arms once more And… Continue reading Vines
Life is a rollercoaster. It’s difficult at the best of times, but it is what it is at the end of the day. Some of us live life with an added challenge of the line between reality and imagination being so very blurred. I’ve only recently come to accept and acknowledge this aspect of my being,… Continue reading Living with hallucinations
To me, being successful means reaching my goals, being happy and living looking forward, not back. For me, sometimes success is getting out of bed and feeding myself, other times success is forcing myself to stop working and knocking myself out with sleeping pills so I actually get some rest. Success isn’t just measured by… Continue reading what does being successful mean to you?
So, long time no update. It’s bad, I know, but I’ve been ridiculously busy with work over the summer. I’m looking to commit more time now to blogging and youtube because I love it as a place to be honest and document my life. I was sectioned on the 13th of July. I absolutely hated… Continue reading What I’m doing now I’m out of hospital
It’s not padded cells, constant restrain and rapid tranquillisation, in fact its more mindfulness, colouring and crying. Everybody is ill, even the staff often have backgrounds of mental illness. You can’t judge people because most the time when ill, they aren’t truly themselves. You learn to be compassionate and understanding, and that a cuddle from… Continue reading What being inpatient is actually like
