When I was 19, I lost a close friend to suicide towards the end of my first year at university. He was a delightful young man who was very outgoing, very inclusive, funny, and an immensely talented musician. He always had a cheeky smirk on his face, as if he was absolutely loving life. So…
The first time I visited my GP regarding my mental health, it revealed a very unnerving thought. The GP knew my dad as a patient, and jokingly said, “Well you’ve not got much hope really, have you?” I laughed along, however the thought stuck with me. Due to a genetic susceptibility to mental illness, do…
I struggle with bathing for a couple of reasons; motivation and body image. It is so hard to even get dressed some days, so to add in getting in the bath when it feels too overwhelming, I will put it off day after day and then before I know it, it’s been weeks- sometimes months-…