It's been a while but it's been bloody good. I feel guilty I mainly post about the struggles and shitters I have experienced. Since my last post I have felt (cringe I know) at peace with myself and others. I got a lot of things off my chest. Since then I have been doing really … Continue reading Coming off antidepressants
Reader discretion advised. The majority of people I have met in life have been lovely kind caring people. The majority of them have contributed in some way to helping me feel better, to recover, to feel positive about my mental health. Unfortunately I have like everyone met some incredibly tactless people who ask direct questions … Continue reading ⚠️ This ones on you ⚠️
From citalopram to venlafaxine to cold turkey. I have been lucky that I only had to go through two medications to find the right one for me. I remember feeling so shocked reading all the potential side effects when I got my first packet of anti depressants. One of which is that it has the … Continue reading Citalopram…Venlafaxine
Mid February 2018. The reward for talking. I’m gutted. I am home, I don’t want to be here but I am. I couldn’t look at them I couldn’t be myself I couldn’t live with them anymore. I told myself and others that I am coming home to get better. I’m home because I can’t live … Continue reading Did talking help? No.
From February 2018. When the dream of life on season ended. Rock bottom number 4 showed up today. On what I feel is the worst day ever. Talking about mental health is really helpful but there is like with everything a time and a place for it. What caused it? An attempt at an open … Continue reading Rock bottom 4 – on season