SOCIAL MEDIA

Sunday, 13 May 2018

Mental illness; the ugly truth



With Mental Health Awareness week beginning tomorrow, I wanted to do a mental health post depicting the ugly truths of living with these debilitating illnesses. Far too often in tv shows and movies, we see a romanticised version of what it's like to suffer from mental illness. So I wanted this post to be brutally honest, so it does come with a trigger warning. Living with a mental illness is horrible and as it is an invisible illness, those who don't suffer struggle to understand. So I took to Twitter and asked people to tell me what it is like living with their illness, here is their story, here is their ugly truth.  

Sunday, 6 May 2018

Death, an uncomfortable conversation

This isn't going to be the happiest of posts, as the title suggests so if you are finding yourself vulnerable I would suggest clicking away. This is a post that is pretty honest as no one talks about death, at least not the reality. EVER. So I want to talk about it.


With the second series of 13 Reasons Why set to be released on Netflix on the 18th of May, I decided to rewatch the first series. Then something hit me.

Sunday, 29 April 2018

Celebrating Small Boobs


When picturing societies' image of a perfect woman, that image doesn't represent a flat chested lady. Breasts seem to be what physically makes a woman a woman. So growing up and realizing that whilst everything else on your body is growing and changing, your boobs aren't, can be somewhat difficult to come to terms. Welcome to the pancake club. 

Sunday, 22 April 2018

I don't have a concrete plan


Society seems to have this rough outline of a life plan that it likes us to follow. It goes somewhat like this: school - sixthform/college - university/straight into work - graduate job and the start of a career - find "the one" - get married - start a family whilst continuing to work a job that for most people they don't enjoy - eventually retire.

Sunday, 15 April 2018

Nothing is okay


I’ve just walked to a nice cafĂ© where I was going to write a university essay but instead, I have a burning need to write this so here we are. On my walk here I walked past countless amounts of homeless people with their dogs. Sat on street corners, on pieces of cardboard, wrapped in blankets not even bothering to beg for money because they know that their existence is an uncomfortable reality that the majority of people would rather ignore. I walked past people engrossed in their screen instead of looking where they are walking. I opened up my twitter, my newsfeed full of people talking about their ill mental health. My phone pinged, a notification from BBC news, America, France and the UK have started bombing Syria. I go on Instagram and my feed is full of pictures of beautiful people trying to live a perfect life.   



Saturday, 7 April 2018

Self Care for the days you feel like sh*t

Self care is all well and good when you feel you half like yourself. But some days going to run a bubble bath or trying to channel those negative feelings through art can seem like a waste of time and a huge mountain to climb. Some days I don't want to look after myrself because I feel like I don't deserve it and because what is the actual point?


 Welcome to the shittiest days. 

Thursday, 5 April 2018
Sahara Desert 

My scars are not yours to star at,  
they are signs of a Sahara desert 
that ran dry for so long,
that I had to dig deep to find signs of life,
that dry land can crack, down to it's hollow core
and it isn't water that pours out.
Because the cracks go on for miles and miles
across a skin I call home. 
Eventually the rains came 
but nothing can erase the trails
of a drought that once lived within

-A.H