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Once upon a time, in a house not far away,
Lived a little girl called Poppy who loved to laugh and play.
She ran around, jumped on things and climbed up tall tall trees,
But most o...
Posted by
SANE26th Jan 2018
Welcome to my third (and most difficult) blog post! I’ve considered posting something like this for a while now, but I always seem to talk myself out of it.
What if people th...
Posted by
georgiepeterson23rd Jan 2018
What does my depression and anxiety feel like?
My depression
It feels like sadness mixed with numbing, mixed with being a deer frozen staring at the headlights, with a dash of bein...
“Mental illness is nothing to be ashamed of, but stigma and bias shame us all.” – Bill Clinton
Thank you for reading my first post. I chose Stigma for my first to...
Posted by
SANE16th Jan 2018
This is where it all began.
This is why, unlike my children, I am unable to simply shrug off disappointment in a failed relationship.
Why it hurts so fundamentally. And why I tried...
Posted by
jackmarsden11th Jan 2018
December has been hot. Very hot. I now have a convincing backpack tan and there’s a demarkation line where my socks begin and end. Walking in the mid thirties is remarkably d...
Posted by
SANE09th Jan 2018
Firstly, thank you to everyone that has taken the time to read and share what I've previously written - some of the topics haven't exactly been easy to write or read and I know fro...
Posted by
quirkymischief09th Jan 2018
Do you remember that well I fell in to?
I’ll never forget you calling down there,
keen to pull me out, but you mustn't.
It was anger. Resentment and exhaustion
got me lodge...
Posted by
SANE08th Jan 2018
Fickle is my time, and my time of day
and fickle are my feelings, and my moments in which pass away.
You see, a clock ticks as my heart so beats
as I see my desired ambitions drown...
Posted by
syussa07th Jan 2018