Writing about BPD is never easy. The crippling self-doubt, the unrelenting standards, the anxiety, the fear of being judge and the endless overthinking makes being open and honest a challenge. One day I’m all for it, determined to tackle the stigma head on, the next I’m fearful of being seen as difficult, weak, as unfit for purpose. This continual state-of-head affairs ensures anxiety reigns but … Continue reading The Missus, Me and BPD cartoon
Me = Writer. Journo. Campaigner. Cake lover. Queer. DJ. Radio presenter. Partner. Friend. Auntie. Cat lady. Ouch House co-star. Vinyl addict. Me = Borderline Personality Disorder. Depressed. Confused. Anxious. Paranoid. Lonely. Raw. Sleep deprived. Frightened. Difficult. Me = taking time to talk. To talk about life with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD). To have the conversations about the mental health issues I, that so many live with. 2015 is the year I intend … Continue reading Time To Talk: Me and BPD
Today has been nominated as Time To Talk day by mental health campaigners Time To Change. The idea? Spark conversation and speak the words so many don’t want to hear. Words like I have a mental health issue. In my case chronic long term depression and borderline personality disorder. Words that, unlike the meds, aren’t easy to swallow. Words that condemn, spark gossip, fuel prejudice. Yep … Continue reading Time to talk, time to change
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