There are so many beautiful things to be grateful for. Things that form a platform in my first world existence that I will reluctantly admit I take for granted. Things that I know most of the worlds population don't have; a clean, dry and sturdy home, a comfortable bed, warm showers and a stupid amount … Continue reading There are countless things to be grateful for.
I've been asked numerous times why this time my desire and motivation to beat my mental illness is different. The first time I was I asked this I actually felt a bit bewildered. I was caught by surprised and truth be told, at the time, I didn't know why this time was different. But as … Continue reading Why is this time different?
I love bed. I always have. It's my sanctuary. At university I've always struggled getting out of bed and this is evident in the double, maybe triple digit number of lectures I've missed over the last four and half years. I mean, it's a pretty stock standard thing for a young adult to do. However, it … Continue reading Fighting the overwhelming desire to stay in bed.
Stigma; a mark of disgrace associated with a particular circumstance, quality, or person. Whether we like it or not there is a stigma about mental health worldwide, but particularly in New Zealand. Sir John Kirwan was one of the first kiwis to actually stand up and talk about it. We all say it, because it's … Continue reading There’s a stigma, whether we like it or not.
Since my realisation that I suffer from depression, I've let it define me. I've let it consume my every inch of being, swallowing me and everything that makes me who I am, into a black hole. Even in times of lightness, it's still there looming, playing on repeat in the background. I had a conversation with … Continue reading My depression doesn’t define me.
Practising gratitude is something I dabbled in while on one of my previous depression 'rollercoaster' trips but I never really actively got into it. Honestly, I wish I did back then though, because, I seriously think it would've stopped me from going down several slippery slopes into numbness and helped to turn my life around. … Continue reading I’m Grateful for Gratitude
Bearing in mind, this was the first weekend in five weeks that I've left the comfort of my home and family, I was shitting myself. The mere thought of socialising flipped my heart into a pounding overdrive. But the desire to get out of my house and see those incredible works of art was enough to get … Continue reading I am worthy.