Today is March 1st which for the last 18 years has also been Self Injury Awareness day. The scars in the photograph are mine. The ones that are always on show because they are my arms. There are more, on my legs, on my stomach. Once upon a time I tried very hard to hide…… Continue reading Self Injury Awareness Day 2018
I often find articles on **this** website that strike a cord with me. In the spirit of RED January and helping break the silence around mental health problems I thought I would share this one. 3 Phrases I Said When I Was Suicidal That Actually Meant ‘I Want to Die’ I once kept a diary…… Continue reading Listening to what we don’t say…..
Day 15 done!!! I love my new treadmill, well I love that I’m not running in the freezing cold. Back outside tomorrow though. Well hopefully…. I got a message from Mind this morning. £322,000 raised in 15 days! 16 days left to go. I’ve had some wobbly days over the last couple of weeks. Days where if…… Continue reading Day 15. I love my treadmill
Day 13 of RED January is done. I didn’t want to go. Actually I didn’t want to do anything or talk to anyone or get dressed or eat today. I made excuses, picked a fight with Richard then went back to bed and hid under the duvet. Then I gave my head a shake, put…… Continue reading Day 13. Not a great day
Day 8 done!!! This morning was a good example of why RED January is important. I opened my eyes after a horrible night of nightmares and little sleep, my first thought was I can’t do today. I stood in the shower feeling sick and shaking at the thought of leaving the house. But today was the…… Continue reading Day 8 done.
It was cold and dark out there! Running in the cold does not make me happy but its done and thats the main thing. I guess. Super cool unicorn leggings which actually belong to my 11 year.
Seriously how did I let it get to September without updating? I’ve had some issues, both with myself and some family that has just got in the way. I haven’t really done much crochet either. I started a lot, I finished nothing which sucks because if I can get my head into it then crochet…… Continue reading Blue hair, don’t care