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Each month we are encouraging our bloggers to write about a themed topic. The topic for June is motivation.
Share your thoughts/experiences with the SANE Community here.
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I was recommended to write down my thoughts and story on a blog as a way of dealing with stress and emotion.
Well as a starting point I am 31 years old - I have recently been strug...
When I have more time I'll write my back story and the beginning struggle I faced when first diagnosed. But it's been 1 year, 12 months , 365 days since the last time in OD on drug...
Hi my name is kyle, im 17 years old and I died (kinda). Its a long story so it would be easier to give you the short version. I suffer with depression and adjustment disorder which...
I write this as I am making my way home from another failed job interview. I officially graduated on Tuesday however I already feel lost and worthless in this new 'adult' world I'm...
I am 42 years old.
Need help and I hope to receive it soon but meanwhile I am trapped in my head.
I will soon be an island drifting away from the mainland.
Not that I want to but t...
Whenever I have a depressive episode, or even just a day of low mood, the inevitable question, asked by professionals and friends alike, is always "and what was the trigger?" The q...
What an amazing experience to run the 10k in leeds. I ran this race in honour of my mum Dawn Eve Robinson who completed suicide 23/09/2013. I am a survivor of suicide. I do not wan...
I’ve always been an anxious person.
Socially, the ostensive self-assurance of my friends was something I had neither the facility nor resolve to comprehend. Girls were a nigh...
A wet Monday in my Mother’s bedroom
Early Autumn.
Two doors down, they are bringing home the turf.
Yellowing trees and grey and that first faint chill
in the distance; playgr...
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My depression isn’t a black dog. An animal wouldn’t, couldn’t scare me as much as this does so I have to give it another image. What would it be? Nothing ...
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