Pity Party: Population Me

It’s probably not news to anyone that I’ve crash-landed in the Land of Depression. This post is coming to you live from my couch, in all my unwashed, pyjama-ed glory. Sexy times. It’s not really shocking that I’m here. A perfect storm of my friend dying suddenly, being blindsided by the rise of Trump and the unmasking […]

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A Lost Battle

It’s been a hard couple of days for lots of us. Millions of people voted for a racist, women hating, imbecile as President. I’ve been on a 24/7 patrol keeping my charity’s social media a safe haven for survivors. Keeping it safe from a tidal wave of men who say women deserve to raped – […]

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A Love Letter To Lady Dynamite

Another day, another mental health diagnosis. Here’s a list of the brands I’ve racked up so far (like many fellow crazies, I feel a perverse sense of pride in these): Panic disorder Major depressive disorder Generalised anxiety disorder Avoidant personality disorder (which isn’t even a THING!) Social anxiety disorder And now, bipolar 2. Which, quite […]

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