Same S**t Another Day Whats The Point

For the past few days now I have been hiding inside that prison called my head. I spend my days pleasing and helping others without a care for myself and without noticing I am crumbling. I came back after an evening out with someone, who like me suffers from mental health issues to a town…

Back on form and fixing things

After a few days of depressive illness where I couldn’t see anyone or go out of the house, I woke up this morning with a positive attitude that Today’s The Day I shake myself off and at least get up and get one constructive thing done. To people without anxiety and depression, then that may…

Living with anxiety..the party pooper

Most people enjoy a night out, with friends, have fun, few drinks and think nothing of it. To a person that suffers from anxiety a night out causes so much stress and worry that you’d rather stay inside for risk of something happening, or upsetting someone, not fitting in. I don’t feel well, my stomach aches…