stop the world I want to get off!!!!

Days like today I just want everyone to fuck off. Sorry to be blunt but that’s real life. I don’t have my own life, not fully, it’s dictated to me. Some might say that is my fault & I could change it if I wanted to which isn’t necessarily true. Yes, I could stop going … Continue reading stop the world I want to get off!!!! →

What is it like inside an asylum?

We don’t call them asylums anymore but we may as well. The name asylum fits the description so much better than ‘ward’. A ward to me symbolisms a hospital type place with clean washed floors, neatly made beds & patients sitting in chairs next to them, or tucked up with clean white sheets up around … Continue reading What is it like inside an asylum? →

Help? What help??

So you've been diagnosed, or a loved one has been diagnosed, or you have a loved one showing signs of a metal illness, what do you do next? who do you turn to? This was the dilemma I was faced with. After having spent two days in France trying to find my mum & eventually locating her in the … Continue reading Help? What help?? →

How mental health catches

Ok, so we all know Mental Ilness is not contagious right? Well in a literal sense it’s not, but what about the affect it has on those around the person with the an illness? I can tell you that over the past 11 years I have experienced some horrific side effects of having a poorly … Continue reading How mental health catches →

The phone call to say mum had a poorly brain

(See previous post first) Conversations on the phone & email messages got more & more bizarre. Mum had always been a little bit of a feisty one,had a strong opinion & had always analysed things a bit too much. But this was different, this was more intense, more kinda verging on the side of obsessive. … Continue reading The phone call to say mum had a poorly brain →

How it all started (poorly brain)

(See previous post first) So, now that I’ve told you I hate those two words, I can tell you why. (Check out previous post if you have no idea what im talking about) 11 years ago my beautiful mum began to act odd. There is no other way to describe it but that. At the … Continue reading How it all started (poorly brain) →

I hate two words…

So, firstly let’s get something clear. If I have uttered the two words ‘mental’ & ‘health’ once, I’ve muttered them a trillion times. I don’t like those words, infact my distaste for them grows more intense daily. When I talk of this topic, unfortunately the only way to get to the point the fastest way … Continue reading I hate two words… →