Most precious things…

A few days ago my sister wrote about family, and I’ve been pondering the same subject myself, at about one in the morning when sleep alludes me. My family are extremely important to me but I have found my definition of ‘family’ doesn’t always line up with other people’s.

I have gone through, and continue to live with, a difficult mental health situation; without my family I wouldn’t have survived it. I certainly wouldn’t be in the position I am now, finally living in my own home and with a new, interesting, job. I have a chance of fulfilling a few of my dreams now.Continue reading “Most precious things…”

Feeling odd; Ignorance about depression

So, I mentioned earlier that I’m a little anxious about moving on Thursday. I rang my sister this afternoon and am now feeling better about it.

Unfortunately, ignorance has thrown me for a loop. I want to cry. It’s ridiculous.
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Two weeks and I’ll be signing the contract

As I might have mentioned before, I’m out of work and my mum’s house has been sold. The last couple of months have been a little stressful, and consequently my mental health has been a little unstable.Continue reading “Two weeks and I’ll be signing the contract”

And here we have another government organisation that have no understanding of mental health problems.

So, yesterday my sister made me leave the house to go see the Home Options Team in Grimsby.
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