Wellmeaning salespeople: the shadowy nemesis of the anxious person
You may have followed my recent drama, in which, in a fit of anxiety, I purchased a dress I hated and then proceeded to have a breakdown about it. I Continue Reading →
I’m not your “problem”
Time To Change is a UK organisation operating under the tagline “Let’s end mental health discrimination.” Ok, cool. No issues with that. On February 6, they’re running an awareness-raising campaign Continue Reading →
More on Spoon Theory
I woke up yesterday with an odd thought, a phrase in my head. I think it might be a bit ridiculous because it was completely subconscious but here it is: Continue Reading →
What I wish I had known about SSRIs
I’m currently experiencing SSRI withdrawal – or what the doctors call Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor Discontinuation Syndrome. To say that it is unpleasant would be somewhat of an understatement. SSRIs Continue Reading →
Zebras and Octopi
In my life, I’ve struggled with having a very black and white attitude towards many things. Things have always been either good or bad or extremely good or extremely bad, Continue Reading →
How to Deal with Triggers
I’m currently seeing a clinical psychologist. There’s a few things I’m focusing on with her, and one of them is distress tolerance. If you follow me on Twitter, you will Continue Reading →
Why the ‘Gigatown’ competition annoys me so much
I know this is possibly a controversial opinion. I know that, in some ways, I should get behind my town’s push to win ‘Gigatown’ – the prize being faster broadband Continue Reading →
How to say thank you when ‘Thank You’ isn’t enough
You know how when you write or say a word over and over, it starts to look odd, and then you start to wonder if you’re actually doing it correctly, Continue Reading →
Conversations with Wolves
Talking to you is like forcing myself through a very small hole in a barbed wire fence with the small brained certainty that the field on the other side is Continue Reading →
Fuck the fucking landscape
Considering the recent success of artists like Lorde and Eleanor Catton doing the exact thing I am about to criticise, – the exact thing I am guilty of myself and Continue Reading →