“They say ignorance is bliss, some other people with mental illness don’t see their descent but I do. I can see myself slipping. I can see the rational side and the logical side but I don’t believe it, I still believe the irrational side and I’m afraid of losing myself” I say to my psychologist… Read More I’m Back
I’ve been inactive since Christmas or New Year’s I’m not really sure now. I thought about what to write in the meantime. I thought I might write about my health kick that came when the New Year rang in but I couldn’t bring myself to write anything. So I thought I will just be honest.… Read More Time To Be Honest
When I was about 19 I started to cut myself. I used to cut up and down my inner forearms. I used to cut in winter because I was able to cover my scars with a cardigan or a jacket. I used to wrap them in bandages when I couldn’t use a jacket and told… Read More Overcoming Self-Harm
She ran away in the middle of the night took nothing but a bank card and her license. She left no clues beside a note, a note indicating that we should be concerned for her safety. We searched everywhere we could think of. The police were notified as were our family friends. They found her… Read More Broken
I went to work. I met with a friend. I came home. I’m watching TV with Rob. I’m doing everything I should be doing. Yet I still feel this horrible gaping feeling in my chest. I am going through the motions, smiling when I need to, laughing when I am supposed to but there is… Read More Penny For My Thoughts?
I had an appointment with Dr F, the psychologist today. I told her about the voice I heard the other night. Can you tell me what was going through your mind when you heard the voice? Well I had one part of me saying “don’t be ridiculous, you can see there is nobody here!” While another part… Read More Labeling the Noise
Today I had a session with my new psychologist Dr F. As usual I sat across from her, she doesn’t sit behind a desk while she talks to me, rather she too sits in an armchair. The conversation then feels more relaxed and natural, it doesn’t feel like I am being interrogated or interviewed. Today… Read More The State of Dissociation