Mental Health

All posts under the umbrella of mental health

My Love for Self Care

Here comes that word “self care” again.   It seems that self care has morphed into what can sometimes be seen as being selfish, spending excesses beyond your means and overextending your limits; to create a perfect excuse for ‘treating yo’ self’ to anything and everything. And while elements of those expressions do exist, caring for yourself is something we shouldn’t have to feel overwhelmed by or think negatively about. When done right, for me and only me, I adore self care. It was easier in the years before chronic illness, to take time for myself. It was purely seen as taking a…

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Life Lately | The Revolving Door of Feelings

“It’s a shame. It’s awful being a grown up. But the carousel never stops turning. You can’t get off.” Hands up, who else feels like this?     I definitely feel this a lot of late. I thought it was just a chronic illness problem; that my life was beginning to be more and more dictated by my illness more than the other way around. With chronic illness, you feel like a juggler – always keeping things up in the air, combining all your skills to keep things going, on and on. Or like a plate spinner – keeping those…

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Oh ‘August’, Why do You Hate Me?

August, oh my. Patterns emerge when you’ve had your chronic illness for a while. There are some things you enjoy seeing the patterns towards; like when you can anticipate some symptoms or you get a click moment of clarity. But there are some patterns that do nothing but chip away at your emotions. August is that for me. Trigger, for sure. August 2011 was pretty damn crap. I had ever been felt so well in my life up to that point, and I had no idea what was going on. I didn’t know where to go, what to say, what…

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That Seven Year Itch

Yesterday, I made my way to work; another Thursday commuting through town. Nothing special, nothing new, nothing different; just the same old routine. The same thing I’ve been doing for months over the summer. I scroll through my phone, enjoying the Throwback Thursday as I do most Thursdays, to find myself fixated on the date. My Timehop shows me everything from September 6th. Everything on that date from the last couple of years. I struggled to breathe. I found my heart beat faster, my breaths becoming shallow; feeling panicked and anxious. I physically touch something, trying to ground myself, to…

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Expectations: The Chronic Illness Saga

Let’s highlight something, okay? Chronic illness means it is life long. It persists for a long time or constantly recurs. This means that whilst I wish my IBD would sod off at times and just leave me alone, it simply does not do that. I spent alot of time in my first year or so with my disease, wondering when it would calm down and just give me space to breathe. And whilst I have had some good stretches of being minimally symptoms free, I still have my disease. It has not been ‘cured’, it is being managed and it is…

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