Why I’m glad you don’t understand my anxiety and depression

I wake up every morning and thank my lucky stars for your blissful ignorance. I’m glad you don’t realise how your tiny, insignificant comment lingers in my mind in the 4am gloom. I’m glad that you think I’m ‘angry’, ‘hysterical’, ‘rude’, ‘ungrateful’, ‘dramatic’, because if you knew, if you truly recognised in me something you’ve […]

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Real

Not understanding isn’t a crime, but it’s not an excuse. It takes no time to ask a friend, a colleague or a stranger how they’re doing. Tuesday 10th October is World Mental Health Day. It’s not contagious. You can’t catch it. Be kind.

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Dear Husband

When we met nearly 8 years ago, there were lots of things you didn’t know. When we got married in August, you did. You knew it all.

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Poet’s Corner – The Black Dog

Last night, I was reading Matt Haig’s Reasons to Stay Alive (review & giveaway coming soon), and he describes depression in the way Churchill did – as a black dog. Just as a I began to drift to sleep, my brain latched on to that metaphor, and my latest poem was born. Luckily, I wrote this one down… I will never stop being surprised by the power of words.

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Me, Myself and Mental Health

Mental illness does not care who you are. It does not care whether you are a naturally bubbly person, or a pessimist. It doesn’t care if you are a loner, or surround yourself by friends at every given moment. It doesn’t care if you are in love. It doesn’t care if you are a high flyer. Mental illness is a predator, searching for your weak spots and exploiting them.

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