Life After Therapy

Life After Therapy

I stopped seeing my psychologist in January. After 12 months of pretty much weekly sessions, I decided to end it, just like that. Why? Because I felt I had become too attached. Kara* was the fourth psychologist I had seen since 2012 and the first I felt I could talk to. I felt comfortable with [...]

Be the Mountain (or How I Found Equanimity on a Meditation Cushion)

Be the Mountain (or How I Found Equanimity on a Meditation Cushion)

Early this year, I made the decision to let go of something that meant a great deal to me. This particular something was a situation I wished was different. A situation that I could accept at an intellectual level, but emotionally, I just couldn't deal with any longer. After struggling with this for months, finally [...]

Enough – It’s Time to End the Shame, Fear and Stigma of Mental Illness

Enough – It’s Time to End the Shame, Fear and Stigma of Mental Illness

When I started writing about PTSD and depression, I had three reasons. Firstly, because it was cathartic. It was a way for me to raise things with Kara*, my psychologist, that I knew I was never going to just broach in conversation. I've always been more comfortable on paper than in person, so this was [...]

Love is Everything, Part 2 – Sexuality, Acceptance and Mental Health

Love is Everything, Part 2 – Sexuality, Acceptance and Mental Health

The no-sex thing has never really been that big a problem. What has made things difficult is that I’m still capable of physical attraction and emotional connection. Love, in other words. After all, love is not sex and sex is not love. They’re two completely different things. As a society, we’re completely fine with sex [...]

Silencing the Harshest Critic – the Positive Effects of Exercise on Anxiety

Silencing the Harshest Critic – the Positive Effects of Exercise on Anxiety

I distinctly remember the onset of my eating disorder, though it wasn’t something I was consciously aware of at the time. It appeared suddenly and immersed itself in my world, like a new friend that I didn’t want to disappoint. I was 13 years old and my mum had just told me that she had [...]