[TW: graphic description of suicide] It's been hard to write this story. Firstly because it's a sad event to recollect, but also because I feel like it reads that I'm pitying myself when the real victim in all of this is the person who ended their life, not me. I never found out anything about … Continue reading Witnessing a Suicide →

“I am diagnosing you with Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder” I was sat in a psychiatrists office days after one of the worst breakdowns of my life when those words were uttered. My response? “OK”. It was just another label to put on myself alongside #depression #anxiety #asd. This was at a point in my life … Continue reading An Introduction →