I went to the doctor’s today. Told them I wasn’t coping. Suddenly everything feels very real. “Depression” was bandied around. I haven’t been coping for the last three years, so it’s not like it’s a new thing. But I’ve had to cope, had to carry on regardless. I haven’t been allowed to stop and breath…
Posts Tagged with mental health
Mental Health Campaigns are Missing the Point
Mental health campaigns are all around us. In principle it seems like a great idea – raise awareness, lessen discrimination and increase support for those with mental health issues, right? But is that what’s happening? It might be controversial, but I don’t think so. There isn’t the equivalent campaign for ‘physical health’. Instead there are specific…
Guest Post: Hope Is A Good Thing
This week I’m really pleased to introduce Ellamental Mama’s first guest blog from Laura. Laura blogs about motherhood and mental health over at The Butterfly Mother. You can find also her on Twitter or Facebook. Here Laura gives an insightful view of hope and mental health. For more great articles from Laura, check out her blog. “Hope is…
Missing in Action: Mental Health and My Son’s First Years
Trigger warning – this post talks quite openly about mental health and thoughts of self-harming, if you are yourself struggling with similar issues there are links to support groups at the bottom. The first two years of my son’s life have been incredibly hard. It’s not been the parenting parts per se (though they have…
5 Ways Blogging Saved My Life
Blogging save my life. It sounds dramatic right, but it’s true. I always dabbled in writing but a cruel twist of fate meant that my treasured writings and journals that I had hand written from the age of nine were destroyed around the same time as I ‘lost’ my husband and became a single mum. Those…
Single Mum and Struggling: It’s Not You, It’s Me
Dear son, I’ve been having one of those days today. Well, I’ve been having it most days lately. You know the ones. Where you won’t do anything I ask. Where you run in the opposite direction and climb on the table at every given opportunity. And I just want to scream because it’s so bloody…