ptsd
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I struggle a lot with my weight. I have done since I was very young, having been bullied from an early age for being fat. It’s weird now to look back and realise that I was just a bit chubby with baby fat, not the kind of obesity that I believed that I had. My
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I don’t particularly like living with regrets. I don’t suppose anyone does. My biggest regret though has to be how much time I’ve lost to people who didn’t deserve it. I don’t know if the Autism was part of it, but I was quite a late bloomer when it came to attraction and dating. I
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If you have any sort of disorder or difference in ability these words will probably strike fear into your heart. In the case of Mental Health and Neurodivergence this seems to mean that someone has been to a one hour lecture that pointed out that we (Autistics, depressed, differently able people) exist. It might point
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Sometimes I think there must be one attached to my Forehead. Some sign saying Idiot or Please Kick Me. I don’t quite know how else to explain my bad luck. There’s still a lot of Stigma and discrimination around Mental Health. I once got told by the lady working in a Charity shop that all
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Out of all the Disney films of my childhood, I think this one stuck with me the most. Mainly because Belle love books and ever since I’ve wanted a Library like the Beast has in his Castle (and to ride on those rolling ladders!) Sadly, unless I win the lottery, I’m not likely to have
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When you are diagnosed with a serious or long term illness, whether that’s physical or mental, no one warns you that you end up grieving. I think all of us hold an image in our heads of our future. What it will look like, what WE will be like, 1 year, 5 years, or even
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Today has been a long day. On top of all my usual issues I’ve found out that I’ve been exposed to, and caught Scabies. Little evil microscopic mites that live in the skin and soft furnishings and make you itchy as hell. Just the thought of them gives me the heebie-jeebies. I’ve never been very
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There’s many things that I love about the UK. But why does it have to be so overwhelmingly Grey? And it’s not just the weather, although our two seasons of warm rain and cold rain leave a lot to be desired. It’s the towns and Cities as well. It’s like someone has purposefully gone around
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Today I’m struggling. I didn’t sleep very well last night, just tossed and turned with nightmares. The worst nightmares are the ones that are almost true. Your brain takes a traumatic event you experienced and twists it somehow. Maybe the location is different but the events are the same or it’s happening to someone you
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I feel like I should start by giving some background information but I’m struggling to decide what would be important. I’m a middle aged woman with children. I’m single as I struggle with trust issues. I don’t want this to turn into some weird “dating Profile” type thing. I was diagnosed with PTSD and depression
Hanging by a thread 