So, I just watched Dodie’s video on oversharing online, and it gave me a lot of thoughts. I’m someone that also puts a lot of my mental health stuff online, and I’m getting to a point where I’m starting to rely on it as an outlet. To me, it helps, just to get it somewhere that isn’t my head. However, she talked about a couple of things that I thought were interesting, and one of them was that it might be a cry for help. Continue reading “Oversharing online; is it a cry for help?”
This is the first time I’ve written in the middle of feeling depressed. Usually, I write and I edit, and it becomes a productive thing. This, though, is just me feeling like shit. I don’t know how to ask for help, and I wouldn’t know who to go to anyway. So, this. Cool. Please don’t read this if it’s going to bring up any negative sort of feelings for you, this is entirely just me venting! Continue reading “A moment of weakness; some depressing thoughts”
I know (I hope, anyway) what you’re thinking. Of course depression exists! Come on, this is 2016, we’re not stupid. Right? And yeah, I completely agree with you, obviously I know it exists. At least, I thought I did, until it occurred to me that maybe I had it myself.
Looking back on the last four years, ish, I’ve had this sudden realisation that I probably have seasonal affective disorder, or SAD. I talked about it a little while ago, but what have I done about it? Nothing, that’s what. Because I’m not depressed, so I don’t need to! Continue reading “Depression DOES Exist #TowardsEquality”
Everyone gets sad. It’s inevitable, life won’t always run smoothly for you. When you get sad, it feels (to be overly dramatic) like you’ve forgotten what happy feels like. It’s so so important that you don’t let it become overwhelming, though. So, bottle up all those happy moments you had beforehand, as impossible as that seems in the midst of it all. Continue reading “Take stock of the happiness”
I recently finished More Happy Than Not, and for those of you who don’t know, a big part of it is this idea of the procedure you can get that erases part of your memory. The first character we see who has it has forgotten he ever had a twin brother, because his brother was shot with bullets that were meant for him. And it got me thinking; would I be willing to have that procedure? Continue reading “Would you want to forget?”
I hate the word depression. No, listen, I don’t hate people who have depression. I feel awful for them. It’s people who use it when they don’t know anything about it that make me mad – there’s a huge difference between people who are a bit upset, and people who actually have a chemical imbalance in their brain. So I’m reluctant to use the word when I’m having one of my sad phases, because I don’t want to minimise the struggle actual depressed people are going through. I also really, really hate self diagnosis of things. People who read up on all their symptoms and convince themselves they’re dying from a cold are not healthy people, and I definitely don’t want to become someone like them. Continue reading “Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)”
Basically, the title describes my mood at the moment. I’m not sad, or angry, or anything as simple as that. I just feel… ugh. Let me explain. Continue reading “Ugh”