Tag: depression
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Diary 13 – Overcast.
Sometimes I like rainy days. The pitter-patter of rain drops falling and trickling down a window pain or umbrella is relaxing. Sometimes rainy days paint an overcast slate grey sky, that can make 2pm on a Summer Monday resemble a cozy September evening. Lately indoors has become more of a comfort once again: I’m regretful […]
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Diary #9 – My mind is muddled.
I’d say it’s possibly surpassed a week since I have felt like writing anything. I managed to type-up a product review sometime last week, but to be honest it felt forced; then again I feel pleased with myself that I was productive in some shape or form despite feeling ‘low’ (?) I thought it wouldn’t […]
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[Mental Health]: Calm Kit.Â
When reading about how people manage their mental health or how to cope with the general stresses of life I began to contemplate my own methods. When adopting these coping mechanisms I seemingly chose them subconsciously without neccassarily pondering why I did so; which I suppose is a good aspect a it means I didn’t […]
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[Poem]: In Hope.
It feels as if you’re gradually falling; as you ponder every detail, every moment all within in few minutes but repetitively. Your head whirls & aches from the tears or constant thoughts. You anticipate the ceasing of the sunlight, for the darkness can bring silence; yet knowing well that the night could also hinder the […]
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How I Feel About The Year I was Born In.
Being born in 1995 categorises people born within that year in the same age group as people who were born in the late 80’s and early 90’s as well as with the millenials. Born into the very middle of the 90’s decade has it’s pros and cons. Sometimes I feel like people who were born […]
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[Poem]: Night’s Silence.
Laying beside your loved one, tears welling in your eyes. Staying close, breaths and heartbeats insync. You are in utter happiness, yet internally pained by worries. Thoughts of the unknown days to come. Love can heal, unless there is night’s silence. The mind can speak louder than words. Reconnecting hands, mind’s brawl fades.
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My experience of taking antidepressants.
Firstly I want to make it clear that I’m most definitely not the type of person to ‘fashionalise’ mental health illnesses or discuss depression in the hope of recieving sympathy. Infact to recieve sympathy would make me feel worse about myself, I’d feel horridly guilty of taking someone’s time and impacting them with such negative […]
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[Poem]: Conflicting.
Simultaneously pressured with restrictive emotions, alongside a mind fog of emptiness. A longing to be caressed to restore self-worth, held in the mould of their arms: symbolic that you’re their world. Eyes interlocked feeling whole for a fleeting moment before negatively pondering every aspect over lukewarm tea. Days wither by, the careness for them intensifies […]
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[Poem]: Finding strength.
Its pathetic. I miss you when you’re gone, no matter how brief the hours are. I want nothing more than for you to grow as a person, so I must find strength to let you fly. I mustn’t regard it as an involuntary act of being alone, rather the encouragement to let you fulrish; succeeding […]
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[Poem]: Uncertainties.
Positioned beside a cinnamon scented candle, captivated by it flame. She ponders about her destiny, whether it beholds someone providing succor. Reflecting about what should be implemented, rather than finding something to blame. Wondering what is the missing element, to making her feel complete. Is it something already existant on the path she leads? The […]
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[FREE] apps that can help promote positive mental health.
It’s quite common thesedays to come across apps that claim to aid the recovery of stress and anxiety to help us sleep and relax. Each app isn’t going to work for everyone, and some could make our minds more alert rather than relaxed. After trying and testing a selection of apps, I found these to […]
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If depression was a person.
‘Dear’ depression, I thought I had defeated you. Somehow you dragged me back into the shadows of dispair. I distracted myself, keeping guarded, yet you repeatedly cast over me like a gloomy grey rain cloud that’s attracted to hover above me. You’re like chilling constricting chains wrapped around my mind, throwing conflicting emotions and thoughts […]
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[Poem]: To be loved.
I remember the first time you told me you loved me. My heart melted & I felt compelled toward you. My love for you then started to bloom. It grew intensely, no matter how many thorns you had. These feelings haven’t ceased; I’m sure they never will. The promise I did make, can never break. […]