Whilst in hospital in March, I got to know another young woman in the ward who was suffering from a range of mental health problems and one of which is Contamination OCD. While her contamination obsession wasn't specifically being touched by others like mine, being able to talk openly to her about it and for … Continue reading OCD Anonymous
I will admit that there is a certain degree of difficulty in dealing with me when I'm struggling. I can change very quickly from withdrawn and quiet to restless, hyperactive and panicked and I fully appreciate that can be a challenge to manage particularly with the speed in which these behavioural fluctuations occur. Lately, however, … Continue reading Backslide
For a while there I was in quite a routine of posting regularly, but I'm finding myself slipping up lately. I think my lack of activity on here sort of signifies that I'm also neglecting my thoughts and emotions with everything else that is going on at the moment, and I'm starting to feel that … Continue reading Update
I feel quite disappointed in myself and it's quite hard not to even though I know I maybe shouldn't. I'd decided, maybe as something that could help my friend to relax as she's very stressed would be to go and get a massage - and at the same time it could also be some good … Continue reading Touch Sensitive
I haven't really written about this in any great detail other than the odd mention here and there, but this post will be about my big fat #MarchMentalBreakdown, suicide attempt and resulting emergency section in hospital. Oh yeah, time to get your waders on 'cause we're going in deep with this one. In March of … Continue reading Hey, remember that time I went crazy?
I'm back in Devon again after arriving here yesterday afternoon. Part of me wants to say it's nice to be here, but I can't really when I know it's because my best friend is struggling so much. I empathise very much with how she feels at the moment, it's an awful thing to go through … Continue reading Sister From Another Mister
What do you do when you meet the man that raped you? Well, in my head I pictured it as me making an impassioned speech about needing to know the truth and him feeling overcome with regret and guilt and asking me to forgive him - but no. Who was I kidding? I was the … Continue reading A Conversation with my Rapist