‘Get over it’: at some point, anyone who has a mental illness has probably been told this or been told something similar- snap out of it, catch yourself on, wise up, get on with it, pick yourself up, dry your eyes etc, etc. I have anyway. I know friends who have been told similar things,… Continue reading ‘Get over it’
The other day, I met with one of the psychologists from the Personality Disorders Service. When I first met with the PDS in October 2014, they had been waiting for funding to start a DBT programme. It had been due to start in September 2015, but, due to funding, I was told it would more… Continue reading A year on a waiting list-getting treatment for the most stigmatised illnesses
Sometimes I think about quitting therapy, quitting treatment and just getting on with things myself. Usually because treatment is difficult, therapy is difficult, taking drugs is difficult, opening up to people is difficult. Occasionally, I feel like quitting therapy, quitting treatment, because trying to get therapy and treatment is too bloody stressful. Days like today, it… Continue reading Doctor No Show got me all riled up!
Yesterday I popped into work with momma to buy a few bits. At the tills I got chatting to one of my colleagues, and when we left, mum asked if it had gotten easier for me to do stuff like that- small talk, social stuff. I am diagnosed with generalised anxiety, my new consultant explaining… Continue reading Exposed: facing anxiety head on
I was 20 the first time I was admitted to a psychiatric ward. I was the youngest by maybe 10, 15 years. After eyeing me up, the older patients- the women who had been in and out for years, said to me, ‘don’t make this your life wee girl’. Terrified, I nodded vigorously- I wasn’t… Continue reading The institutionalisation trap