WHY I’M LEARNING TO LET GO…

I’ve spoken honestly and openly about my struggles with mental health. Neither my depression nor my anxiety are severe, but they have been ‘bad’ enough to severely impact on my life at certain points. It’s hard to know why I feel the pressure of life so keenly – I’m highly competitive, ambitious and was encouraged to be a high-achiever my whole life (second was first loser in my childhood home) – but most days I get to the end feeling like I’ve fallen short.  Continue reading

WHAT MY DEPRESSION LOOKS LIKE…

If there’s one thing I know about depression, I know that it’s different for everyone. Those who suffer can certainly empathise and many of them will share symptoms but we all deal with depression differently and we respond differently to treatments. My depression is all my own, so what follows here is simply an account of my experience. I hope that in writing about it, it helps other people feel less ashamed, or less alone with their experiences. Continue reading

WHAT WE CAN TEACH OUR KIDS ABOUT MENTAL HEALTH…

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it but next week I’m doing five hot yoga sessions in one day to raise awareness around maternal mental health. I decided to do it because I suffered post-natal depression after the birth of my first baby and it’s so important to me that we do everything we can’t to normalise this stuff so that people feel they can ask for help. What I didn’t bank on was being faced, once again, with my own mental health issues. I thought I had it under control, I thought I was fine. Continue reading

WHY IT’S TIME TO TALK…

When I was 27 years old I experience my first episode of depression. It floored me. It was a mental whirlwind that left me disoriented in its wake. No one in my family had suffered from any mental health issues, at least openly, and while I navigated the journey, I felt exposed, isolated, lost and frankly, a little disgusted with myself. Why couldn’t I cope? What the hell did I have to feel so down about? Wasn’t everything pretty damn sweet in my life? Continue reading

GETTING HOT FOR MENTAL HEALTH…

I’ve previously written about my experiences with depression and post-natal depression. I don’t seem to have that filter that makes me embarrassed or ashamed to admit that, occasionally, I lose my mental shit and need help to pick up the pieces. I’m not boasting – it’s not always a good thing. Trust me, dropping the old ‘depression-admission’ thing can be a bit of a conversation killer but it’s important that we change that. It’s important that we can talk about our own mental health struggles without people backing away slowly and/or making an abrupt and awkward u-turn in the conversation. Continue reading

A HARD PILL TO SWALLOW

I’ve been pretty open about the fact that I’ve got a history of depression. It’s not a dramatic one. Four or five episodes of depression in the last 10 years. Usually it goes hand in hand with winter. I guess I’m just not one for dark evenings, morning, and rainy days…so sue me! When it happens I go on the pills, I do some therapy and I get through it. More often than not I’m off the pills in 6-8 months and getting on with things, confident in the knowledge that the civil war in my brain is over, until the next time. And it’s likely there will be a next time so I keep the watchtower manned, constantly looking for signs of ambush. Continue reading

THAT SNEAKY LITTLE BITCH #BLUEMONDAY

Blue Monday seemed like an appropriate time to ‘fess up about some stuff. While everyone else is trying to bring a little colour to your life on what is apparently the most depressing day of the year, I’m hear to say: You know what? January can suck. It’s cold, it’s dark, it’s notoriously low on the money front and depression is real. So if you’re feeling like shit and wondering what the hell happened to you then maybe my little confession will make you feel a little less alone and, in a roundabout way, make you a little less blue. Continue reading