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
“But you don’t look sick” “You can’t have social anxiety, you’re way more confident than me” “I saw a picture of you on facebook, looked like you were having a good time. You can’t be that depressed” They are called invisible illnesses for a reason. Whether it’s a mental or physical illness, if it’s not as obvious on the outside then there are always people who