I can’t think of many other experiences where you voluntarily place yourself right back at the centre of trauma day in day out. This a constant learning curve to establish what I need to do to stay in control of the ever flowing anxieties.

“Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”

Writing about Mental Health can be controversial! However as time went on I found myself having really rubbish days, I found myself wanting to speak up about things that I had long kept locked inside. I wanted to write about the days spent behind fake smiles, behind closed doors of illnesses.

I want to give people a helping hand, something I struggled to find in the online community. For those who are struggling, the internet is sometimes the only place we feel comfortable to turn. We do not have to face the looks of pain and judgment we fear most online.

I write because for so long I didn’t have a voice, I couldn’t voice my feelings. For so long I fell deeper and deeper into despair.

I want to become a voice of support, of honesty. If I have to live with mental illnesses then I want to use them for good. If I have to live with disability being part of Motherhood then I want to raise awareness. I want to turn something that hurts me everyday into something that may just save someone else’s life. For me, my blog has become a safe place. I hope that by writing my blog I can extend this feeling to others, no matter how far away they may be.

And that is why my blog exists and why I will never quit!