Valentine’s hearts

It was Valentine’s yesterday. Everywhere I went this week has been surrounded by hearts. And my heart has felt like it’s been breaking. No not a metaphor, my heart literally breaking. I went to the GP last week because I’ve been struggling mentally again, and whilst I was there I mentioned the chest pains I’ve been having. A week before I’d had to walk up a hill. The weather was cold and wet, I had a backpack on to carry my stuff as the things I’d needed that day were heavier than I’d usually take.  By the time I was … Continue reading “Valentine’s hearts”

I’ve not written for a while

I’ve not written for a while.  I guess I thought I didn’t need it.  I thought I was getting better.  But I’ve realised I’m not. I’ve just been masking. I’ve been coming off my medication to see if I can find a better more stable version of me.  The plan is to start mood stabilisers because I honestly thought the antidepressants weren’t working. But as I have reduced the dosage, the thoughts of letting the black wash over me are so very present. The problem with the antidepressants is how they make me feel with the rest of things. I … Continue reading “I’ve not written for a while”