Stress? Pah, we all get stressed. While that might be true, for some of us, it can have devastating effects that go on to impact our physical health, as well as our loved ones.
The last few weeks I’ve been struggling to summon very much motivation or excitement for anything, even things I’ve looked forward to in the past. And people are starting to notice.
There’s a lot more to the ‘Dam than Mary Jane and ladies of the night (or, as it turns out, any time of day you want).
It’s that time of year again – the leaves are turning warm shades of gold and red, knitwear is back on the agenda and you suddenly have the urge to drink something spiced. It’s the best. Or is it?
Electrical work. Drilling. Plastering. Dust absolutely everywhere. If one more person says “But it’ll be so good when it’s all done!” to me I think I might implode.
For most 9-5 workers, we spend a lot of our time counting down the hours until the weekend. Even so, many of us are all-too-accustomed to that sinking feeling around 6pm on a Sunday night.
Rain gets a lot of flak – and I’ve had quite enough of it. Aside from making sure we don’t all die of famine and the water cycle keeps on keeping on, it enables you to enjoy so much other cool shit. Here I am to remind you why rain …
I spend quite a bit of time offering advice on how people reading the blog could improve their mental health. So in the interests of transparency, I thought I’d share the (numerous) things I could probably get to work on myself.
Yesterday, I saw Sinead O’Connor trending on Twitter and thought the worst. After Chris Cornell and Linkin Park’s Chester Bennington, I wondered whether I was about to find out there had been another high-profile suicide.
I don’t have any great authority in mental health. I’m not a nurse. I’m not a professional. But I did have a pretty terrible time with my anxiety last year – so this week, I thought I’d share what I’ve learned since taking stress leave 12 months ago.