The one thing I’ve learnt since being diagnosed with a chronic illness, is that it’s damn hard to keep a job and earn enough money to live when you’re sick a lot. Either you can’t do as many physical tasks at work as you used to be able to, or you’re drained and tired most of the time which makes going out to work incredibly
The last few months have been especially hard on my anxiety and depression. I had surgery for my endometriosis after leaving my second job, I’ve barely been keeping afloat but most of my time has been spent stuck inside with little time outdoors and not much social interaction. Times when I know that I need to leave the house for something, I get panicky and I
It’s tough having a mental illness that some people don’t understand, especially when they flat-out don’t want to. Depression often gets trivialised and treated as if it’s just ‘being a bit sad’ when the truth is, it’s far more than that and doesn’t just go away in a few days or with some retail therapy. It takes time, support and different kinds of treatments to come
My head feels completely empty today, my body feels numb and I just want to sleep and hibernate. I’m no longer sure if that’s because of the Endometriosis/Chronic Fatigue or whether my mind is slowly crumbling back into depression. Maybe it’s both but one thing I do know for certain is that I feel profound guilt because of my chronic illness and my crappy mental health.
My self harm story started when I was just 11 years of age. I didn’t know that I had a Social Anxiety Disorder, I didn’t know that I was suffering with Depression. I was just 11 years old. To me, I was just a weird kid who pretended to be sick every day so I didn’t have to go to school, the kid who was