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.  

Thursday, 11 May 2017

Dear Body


Dear Body,

I've already spent 2 decades with you and yet only now am I realising you are the most important thing I own. You are my tool to success and without  you all else fails. But I haven't treated you with the respect you deserve. Since childhood I have been running around and falling. Small scars remain proof of the school playground were my high pitch squeal would fill the air and a huge smile upon my face.

Tuesday, 22 September 2015

A Stronger Person



My story begins at age 4, with my parents divorce. After years of split custody my mum remarried, had another child and I moved to live with her. Things turned sour as my mother struggled with bringing up myself and my little brother. She developed issues with alcohol and her mental health declined. I turned to comfort eating to deal with this and by the age of 13 I had ballooned to 17 stone.
 

Wednesday, 16 September 2015

Mental Health and Social Media

So I was scrolling through my Instagram feed and came across a post that related  to self-harm. This then sparked the question in me: is social media a good or bad development for mental health issues. So I did some research, typing in self harm (With a slight change to the spelling, as Instagram doesn't allow the hashtag self harm however to not trigger anyone I will not write the exact spelling I used.) into the search bar of Instagram and I was shocked at what I found. A whole community of people posting (at times) very graphic photos of their self harm. What shocked me most when I clicked onto one of the profiles was that it was the account of a 13 year old girl. Somebody who could be self harming for a number of reasons but choose to join the community that found itself online, gaining likes for her destructive behaviour.


Sunday, 13 September 2015

Decay



*Trigger Warning*

My arms are the first thing to go.
On comes the arguing, the digging, the accusations,
On comes the weighing, the fidgeting, the revealing Google searches.
On comes the constant questioning and the contrasted urging.