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Lenticularstriate. The type of stroke I hsd.

I'm into running. Why spoil it for me.

I can't let go of the anger of those around me in the weeks after my father died. The break down I had in July that year and the anger continued.

Judge my closed eyes.

So at present I am staying in a 23 storey apartment. My thoughts turned to the question the crisis support counsellors ask me. Have you had any suicidal thoughts? I say no. Last night I thought about what if I jump? Yesterday these awful worrying thoughts wouldn't leave me for a moment. That the...

I've been asked why I don't compete for the town I live in. I despise everything it stands for. Our elected official would like to refuse entry of refugees into this country. 78% of people voted for this man. The town I live in sickens me.

Nut- that label sucks so much of the light out of me, the diminishing belief that I have some worth and intelligence.

Clouds speak to me in flying dreams of escape. Clouds don't question my integrity or humanity, they shine the same for everyone. Clouds shade and soothe me in secret coves that no-one can reach. Clouds are moved along by unseen winds that I wish could carry me away.

I see you both and the temperature of my day drops.

You are an uneducated, backward, scum of a man. You don't even have the balls to criticise me directly to my face.

I hear some say there is a stigma towards mental illness. I guess I am living it it. I have become a label not a human being: weird, weirdo, headjob, nut, nutcase, creep, strange, dickhead, wanker, basket case. I suppose these sort of labels could be soul destroying, but I guess my soul is...

Anthropophobia | Dual Diagnosis This seems to describe the way I am. People terrify me in any situation, particularly in one on one situations. I think the only people I have ever unconditionally trusted are my parents. I am guarded with everyone, my brother, sister, cousins, nephews and...

So this is a thread to write don't all the things sane people have said to you. It's inspired by a thread on a running site, called sh*%t non runners say. Here is a few. Head Job. You're weird. You're strange. He's weird. Creep. Weirdo. It's not anxiety, it's a bad attitude. It doesn't look...

No, I don't think so. There have been times when I have seen no point in my existence and would not care if I ceased to exist. I think that is depression. But I've never been in such extreme mental pain that my life became so unbearable that the only option seemed to be ending it all. That is...

I’ve spent a lot of time in the Coffs Harbour War Memorial Pool. I taught myself to swim there, with the help of a couple of the instructors and life guards. In hindsight, I’m bloody proud of that, hell yes I am!! It is funny how you can look back on the good things from a bad part of your...