Mental health is such an important subject and it is something that I personally battle with every day. Because of this, I have decided to write a few posts, a mini series if you will on my experiences. I was originally going to write just one post but I think it will end up being a long read and I want this to be received properly and I thought that addressing everything together wouldn’t be correct.
In these posts I will talk about my main struggles. To put them plainly; I’m a recovering anorexic, I have battled Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and have suffered a miscarriage. All of these brought with them their little friends… depression, anxiety, loss of self worth to name a few.
On a personal note, I’m hoping that by putting pen to paper or digits to a keyboard in a more accurate turn of phrase that it will be a bit of therapy for me, to see how far I have come and continue to but also to maybe make sense of some things that counselling may not have fully. More than this though, if my experience can help someone, anyone, in a small way… even if it’s for them to be able to reach out and speak to someone then addressing my demons will be worth it.
The first post will be on my battle with Anorexia, I will aim to put this up next week and the following posts fortnightly after that.
As always, thank you for reading.