When I was a kid I was as skinny as a rake. As thin as you like. Everything about me was skinny. Especially my arms. I always hated my arms. All the other boys in my class had thick arms. Muscley even. Mine were like twigs in comparrison, and boy was I made to feel… Read More Why is losing weight often considered a solution to mental health problems?
Growing up I was pretty much the only person in my class to never break a bone. Other people were always coming in with their legs in plaster, swinging from a set of crutches. One guy in my class at middle school even fell off the wall climbing bars and smashed his two front teeth… Read More When it comes to health care, consistency is key.
I’ve always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with counselling. Attending my regular one-on-one sessions each week is something that I’ve always tried to stick with because I thought that off-loading my troubles and worries to a mutual party would do me good and help me to move on. Perhaps it might make me… Read More Why I think I’m done with counselling.
I wonder why we often choose to look back at what we consider to be happier times instead of trying to look to the future? In my case, I always find myself looking back to the turn of the century. 1999 to 2000ish. Back then I was half the age that I was now, didn’t… Read More Change
I’ve been feeling low over the past couple of days. No, let me re-phrase that. I’ve been feeling rock-bottom over the past couple of days. So much so that I am in a constant battle with my own mind. The part of my mind that just doesn’t give a fuck about me or anyone else… Read More 27th March 2019