Dear Imagination 

Dear imagination, how are you today? Will it be a car crash? A bus crash? Or have you some other plan for my brain this Friday?

Therapy. Day 2. 

Trigger Warning: Please note that post makes for some uncomfortable reading The road to recovery is incredibly hard, exhausting and at times, incredibly frightening.

The little victories 

At my first GP appointment, I mentioned that I hadn't been able to read a book in almost a year and was surprised when she told me this was "completely normal".

Being nice hurts no one…oh wait

What gives people the right, to look down on others from their pedestal and mock, tease and judge?