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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Review: Career of Evil

When a mysterious package is delivered to Robin Ellacott, she is horrified to discover that it contains a woman’s severed leg. Her boss, private detective Cormoran Strike, is less surprised but no less alarmed. There are four people from his past who he thinks could be responsible – and Strike knows that any one of […]

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Gin

I recently pushed myself out of my comfort zone and entered a writing competition. It’s not something I have done before, but I saw it and knew I had the beginnings of a draft somewhere that I could use. So, to challenge myself, I did it. Here is my entry, in all it’s late night edited glory. I hope you enjoy it and feedback is, as always, hugely welcome and much appreciated!

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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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