… And first of all how proud I am that I didn’t freak out. … well… not much anyway. That might have a lot to do with the fact that the doctor upped my dose, (did I write about that here? Well anyway I’m now on 40g Fluoxetine instead of 20g) In fact it probably has… Continue reading Let’s talk about London…
I’ve known since I was very young that the mind can make you believe things about your body that just aren’t true. For a while people called me a hypochondriac. It’s a word I always hated, the actual meaning when written down seems simple enough and somewhat true. When people call you that word though… Continue reading Sometimes My Brain Is Like A Maze of What Ifs And Every What If Leads To Another Maze.
I can count the number of times I’ve been out as in ‘out’ socially. The number of times I’ve wanted to go out in the last – what, three years?- on one hand. It’s not that I’m entirely averse to going out, it’s just that I feel uncomfortable a lot of the time. Especially if I’m… Continue reading Look at me the Social Butterfly.
As I stood up from the loo the other day I had a bit of an epiphany. Sorry that be tmi but that’s when it happened so- So I had a bit of an epiphany. Not last Thursday but the one before I had a 45 minute assessment with Healthy Minds, trying to establish what… Continue reading Light Bulb Moment!
It’s like an avalanche. Something small shakes the ground, and suddenly the bad thoughts are unearthed, they roll down the hill getting bigger and bigger until they’re a huge ball thundering around in my head. When the ball stops it becomes a choir of voices, interrupting perfectly normal thought patterns with images, ideas and thoughts… Continue reading The Bad Thoughts Are Back In Town!
I’m going to be honest now, more honest than I’ve been in a very long time. I’ve stopped writing. Not all together, I mean I do it in bits and pieces, I do it in my head a lot. I form whole worlds and universes in a tram ride. Elegant plots and pieces of characters. It’s… Continue reading What Am I So Scared Of?
A thought struck me earlier, and now it won’t leave me. Am I actually getting better or am I just fooling myself into thinking I’m getting better? I still have moments where I’m so overcome with anxiety for seemingly no reason at all. I can go to sleep fine and wake up shaken to the… Continue reading Getting Better?