Something so small, and the entire world collapses in on me, like a star imploding in my chest and darkness spreading from there. The pain is physical. As if my heart is breaking in every one of my nerve endings over and over again. I can't breathe. I can just cry and think and obsess… Continue reading The whole world collapsing
I've been without meds for nearly a week now due to a royal fuck up with my prescriptions and I thought I was doing okay because they're definitely not the meds I need to be on, but I think the withdrawal is starting to take its effect now. Literally been blinking tears for hours, I… Continue reading Everything hurts
A few months ago, I remember thinking about how far I had come since my lowest point of my mental health: a pretty severe breakdown I had just over 3 years ago. Since then, I had repeated the year my breakdown had interrupted at University and managed to graduate with a 2:1, began a Master’s… Continue reading Recovery Really Isn’t Linear
Eliza Blooms 