“If I Fall, If I Die.” There are a
few moments along my journey that make me smile… call them inside jokes, or my
twisted sense of humour. Occasionally they come up and I will sometimes laugh,
or try to explain the reason for my smile… but usually, it’s met with a stare,
a nervous chuckle, or it’s simply ignored, obviously making the people around
me uncomfortable with my casual approach to the topic.
One of the stories that I most
often tell is the story of the day that my husband was faced...
Ramblings from an average woman in recovery from Mental Illness, fighting to end stigma and offer hope.
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** Trigger warning. This site contains descriptions of mental health crisis', sensitive topics and mentions of suicide.
Sunday, 28 January 2018
Tuesday, 16 January 2018
Suicide - A Part of My Vocabulary
“Borderline
individuals are the psychological equivalent of third-degree-burn patients.
They simply have, so to speak, no emotional skin. Even the slightest touch or
movement can create intense suffering.”
--- Marsha Linehan
This is perhaps the most well-known quote about people who
are diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder; and for me, the truth of it
hits me like a bag of bricks every single time that I read it.
When I was first diagnosed with Borderline Personality
Disorder...
Friday, 12 January 2018
The Days After, The Day After

Lost. A raft in the sea… drifting aimlessly while ships
surround me; each one busy along it’s course… trying to reach their
destinations.
It’s impossible to describe what these days feel like.
Last Saturday, I experienced a severe mental health
breakdown. I did not die and I did not end up in the hospital. But I did fall
backwards to a point I’ve never been before, experiencing insanity to a new
degree – confusion, chaos, and fear enveloping me.
Over the course of three days, I lived...
Tuesday, 9 January 2018
The Day After

My time over the last decade has felt like a non-stop effort
to put together a giant puzzle made with millions of pieces. Some pieces seeming like they should fit where
I want to put them, and yet never quite settling, the image it reveals skewed - off somehow.
Working through it I untangle the mess of pieces and try
again, the puzzle finally coming together – the image beautiful and clear.
As life grows and moves around me, the ground shifts and I
watch as the pieces jiggle loose. But...
Thursday, 4 January 2018
All Shades of Gray
I don’t know where to begin.
I’ve been thinking about returning to writing (and
specifically blogging) again for a while. But while I know my topic, and I know
the words that are written in my heart; it is difficult to begin again… to
write with clarity and focus, accuracy and effectiveness.
My first instinct
when I think about coming back to this page and writing, is to do one of two
things; either share my success – how far I’ve come and how well I am doing, or
to share my woes – to...
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