The Recovery Myth
The Secret Life of a Manic Depressive
And I fear being mad again, when newlife, largely lonely, is hurtling towards me. Career, kids, marriage (I want them all, I could have them all). Don’t be mad, not again. Even the sniff make…
"What did you do? Where did you come from? The answers make you dumb". I haven't written much in ages (quiet, private, wordless grief) but this is my favourite blog post. I get irritated by the tidy, big shiny kitchen #mentalhealth stories.