Well it’s officially 2022 and I’ve beeen writing this for nearly 6 months. I haven’t found the head space to finish it. I’ve nothing remotely positive to say about 2021 – sorry! The last year was a complete pancake. At the end of the year, 30th November to be specific the most scariest day of… Continue reading Brain Bleed
I’m no stranger to this place, but things are different this time. I’ve been sectioned and detained in a mother and baby psychiatric ward for almost 4 months. I wanted to talk about it to give others insight and I’ll be as open and as honest as I can. I was admitted to hospital because… Continue reading Life in the MBU (mother and baby unit) during a pandemic
Life’s never easy, it never is and time seems to be passing by so quickly. I started this blog when I had two children, I now have 5 – (5,4,3,2 5 month old!) I have decided to start writing again; I need to vent how I am feeling and put it all into words, I… Continue reading Updated.
Do you know what. Fuck it. If I can get this out there to save someone, to break the stigma then I’m willing to bare my soul. I will sacrifice my privacy, my deepest most personal thoughts to try and save myself. Two months ago I reached a crisis point, I sat in my lounge… Continue reading Suicide.
As if it wasnt bad enough your daughter was going through all she was I travelled up to London with my mum and stepdad to see Ava, the first time they had seen her outside of intensive care. That morning I had phoned to check up before I set off on the trains, a nurse… Continue reading Brush With Death