Have you had your meds today? Why this question can be insulting…well to me anyway

Thing is about mental health it’s an hidden illness, one that can only be identified by ones behaviour and actions we portray…any change in behaviour believe me people take notice of some behaviour they may ignore some they will challenge and others they will question “have you had your meds today?”… Now forgive me but I know lots of people who live with variety of life long illnesses some physical some hidden. I can promise you I have watched some of my closest friends cry in pain and frustration causing them to become snappy through lack of sleep…pure exhaustion yet hand on heart that question as never once left my mouth why? Because I know my family and friends are sensible enough to know that taking their medication is vital in their self care and needed to help with their illness or disability. I know that no one asks the question to upset infact quite the contrary I know that people are trying to be caring but sometimes it’s more crushing then helpful…let me explain why I feel this…..sometimes people seem to forget that people living with mental illness still have feelings, we still get upset, angry and frustrated just like anyone else ohbeit in admittance for some of us these natural feelings can be exesibated and we may cry more than others, scream and shout more than others swear..more than others but we are only reacting to a situation that clearly impact on us..our medication although it can prevent some people having any ‘feelings’ we are still going to shout if we stub our toe, be angry at an idiot pulling out in front of us and annoyed if the cleaning up isn’t done or if one is having an argument…blowing my top? Maybe because I am reacting to the here and now something that’s got on my nerves! Trust me no amount of medication one can take will ever be able to prevent that … Mood stabilizers help to do exactly what they say they do help stabilise moods, although they can be amazing I have never not known them perform a miracle (not that they claim to do this) however they have been known to throw out some pretty horrid side effects such has shaking, nausea, dizziness, short temper, hallucinations for want of a few add this to a stump toe imagine the rush of feelings already running round the body to then have added pain! Antidepressants given to us to help us feel better and help with emotions..well that’s ok to help with ‘normal’ day to day life but as before they too dont have any affect on stump toes or dealing with idiots. Then we the antipsychotics that come with more side effects than I can write funnily enough change in mood is one of them! Is your blagged? So far we have identified the amount of drugs that people take and the horrid side effects they have that no matter what we have to try and deal with them…dont get me wrong it would be a long day if I like most of us was to tell you everytime I felt odd, weird, spaced out,sick …need I go on? I am sure by now you are beginning to get a just of what I am saying (I hope) every second of everyday people with mental illness are constantly being reminded that we HAVE TAKEN OUR MEDS … our meds make it hard to eat(dry mouth) so some of us will avoided it but our loved ones,carers, friends will be insistent on us eating something anything because they feel better knowing we have eaten, its lovely but not very helpful we are not being awkward or looking for attention the truth is them meds you remind us about well they are the reason i/we cant go for that meal or drink, we cant go on fast rides or work on machines….just because we get cross doesn’t mean we have not taken them infact we are probably grumpy because we have!

A letter to my mental health

Here is a letter i wrote to my mental health..I hope it can help some people in some way…even if it only helps one person thats my job done!

Dear Mental Health
I have known you almost all my life and I think its fair to say you have been by my side with everystep I have taken, judging me, disempowering me,owning me! You have been the voice of encouragement and power for as long as I remember, when I am lonely you are always there reminding me,reassuring me of my worthlessness. You sit by me whilst I terrorise myself clapping and cheering as I fight away the bystanders, protecting me from those who dont know you! Whilst I cut you wrap your whole soul of empitness around me as tight as you can to help calm the rapid beating of my terrified heart to help the worthless blood seep! When I lay in bed your there cuddling in reading me night time stories all those traumatic events in my ear so I too scared to sleep, keeping me awake for days. You never fail me EVER infact I can guarantee that at any single point I begin to feel myself again you are there in an instant to protect me from the horrid feeling of love, happiness or laughter! When i lay crying i feel you, i hear you as you continue to reiterate just what a nusience I am, how those around me must be tired of hearing about little old me and when you mention getting a grip I picture how I am feeling about gripping on to this so called life! You help me sabbotage everything, always warning me what others will say if I go to the party and so I stay home or how I wore the same top last time so i dont go. When I run away you follow me like a shadow by myside there is no where for me to go no where to run and hide. I would like to ask you a question but i know your answers would be filled with lies because your so bloody clever you have me wearing a disguise. You make me lie to my family so they believe I am ok knowing that i am lonely and how i will spend my day, it wont be filled up with friends and laughter like i had already told but instead its full of tears and sadness and only you to hold, only you to listen to there not my friends as you say and if i leave it long another oneday they will go away. See they dont have you for a friend because then thry woukd know its true..I woukd rather be anywhere than living life with you!

Hoarding…its the pits

Hoarding…why sone people just can not let things go…
Life is not plain sailing for any of us well maybe one or two and if that’s you I take my hat off to you! My family and friends have always questioned the ‘amount of shit I have’ ..I know I have a lot but I can tell you now there is a reason and need for all off it…I will tell you why…when we have something taken from us in life this can be a loss of a pet,loss of a family member or friend, been attacked, abused, raped, moving house, the list is endless, the point is every single person will have their own reasons for keeping hold things that others cant fathom out…its not attention or because we enjoy it in fact I tell you know it’s the one thing in my life that annoys the hell of me..but…when I even begin to think of throwing away an old card, a ticket from a train, one of the 700 cups in my garage, my old clothes…I become overwhelmed with anxiety…I cant let people do it for me because amongst the organised kaos I actually know what I have and the fear that someone will take away something belonging to me cripples me! As I said its bot the same for everyone but this is also a reason I love too hard, I seem so desperate I need to know what’s going on because that overwhelming fear of loss really is the pits….some of you will read this and think yep I relate to this, some of you may think that it answers questions about a loved one or friend and some of you may not know what to think…. we all have our reasons for our actions a coping strategy that keeps us in control…as a person who hoards I promise you it really is hard to just get rid of stuff 💜
Hope this helps some people xxx

Aniexty

Anxiety
Is one of the most soul destroying disorders I think a human can have, self doubt, traumas the constant fear of what’s beyond the covers of the bed that keeps you safe. For lots of people with anxiety we have run a marathon of fear before 7am! What should I say today to people?why do i look fed up? Will people stare at my top? Will people be laughing at me and talking behind my back? What if I walk outside and a spaceship lands and I get taken away? What if a man with a gun is on the field and wants to shoot me? What if I see that person who attacked me when I was 12 or them bullies from my primary school? What if I get robbed and I cant call anyone because someone stile my phone? Or if I have a panic attack? What if people thing I am strange…nah I should just stay here in bed where I am safe
This may seem a little OTT to some but this may just be a smidgin of thoughts for others that make the knots in their tummy tight, their heart beat fast and hard so it feels like it’s going to explode, their fingers drowned with sweat as their body shakes from head to toe whilst everything around them become louder, smells stronger…hurts more!
Anxiety is hard and for those who try each day to beat it WELL DONE! For those who help someone with anxiety thank you for those who dont quite get why people are anxious maybe spend a little time one on one with that person and let them explain as they go what’s happening to them…no judgements Anxiety is REAL, it is LIFE STOPPING and it HURTS
Please be kind to people you never know what they are going through

TAKETENTOTALK

How suicidal ideation affects my life

Screenshot_20191109-232129_FacebookMy heart pounding out of my chest, sweat runs down the palm of my hands another wave! It’s been around 4 hours since this feeling took over my body,my mind, mu thoughts…infact i was sat having lunch with the girls laughing and joking at girly chat when from nowhere boom I wanted to die! I could run into the road to oncoming traffic, i could run into the kitchen and stab myself with kitchen knife…i could use the handle from my bag to hang myself in the toilet…everything had become so loud, the smells so strong, people talking and laughing sounded like a football match and me I tried to smile…I tried so hard to just ‘act normal’ but with my mouth was so dry I could barely open my mouth I began to struggle…my face must have told a million tales …terrified with my own thoughts my body began to shake uncontrollably…dont run dont run I plead with myself trying so hard to stay associated with the there and then knowing that if I disassociate then a whole new situation will arise. “Ste you ok” someone asked thank goodness they did I grabbed my friends hand so tight my eyes bulging out of my head as I try to stay calm “breath with me Ste in through ya nose nice and deep” thank goodness my friends are able to identify quickly the signs of a wave and act on them to keep me safe!

I wont lie it’s taken us years to get to this point, my family and friends have gone through some horrid experiences watching as me the person they love and cherish fights with suicidal ideation.

Everyday I mentally prepare for my day thinking where I am going, who will be with me, where I will sit, what I can eat and drink, what I will do if a wave begins…most of the time it’s just easier to avoid going places, turning down invites, socially isolating myself so I dont impact on others, spoil their night because I know they would just be babysitting. This impacts so negatively on my wellbeing I mean there is only so much of your own company you can cope with before you start talking to walls!

Dont get me wrong I dont want to die, I have 2 amazing children and family and friends who love me…suicidal ideation is part of my mental illness, its disabling, soul destroying both for me and those who support me. Many people ask why I feel like this…truth is I dont know it’s not exactly something I have chosen in life its just there like the bones in my body and the hair on my head…its just there! I have tried so hard to figure out how, why I am like this but in all honesty it blags my head and makes me feel worse so learning to accept it is what I have had do. Acknowledge the early signs and symptoms that creep up on my body and use coping strategies I have learnt quickly to prevent the feelings intensifying but most of all DONT BE ASHAMED IF A WAVE OCCURS instead use the experiences to help others gain insight and take note on how they can support an individual who may present with suicidal ideation 💜

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Me and my life living with mental illness

To me my life is pretty normal but from the outside looking in apparently I am mentally ill! Not just a little bit either I am afraid entirely bonkers! Well that’s what my psychiatrist says.

I live with bi-polar effective disorder and emotional unstable personality disorder…sounds tiring all ready right?!

Let me tell you what this means …basically from the minute I wake (if I have slept that is) my life is one hell of a battle. These two illnesses come with a multitude of exhausting behaviours that by all accounts are ‘not normal’… some may say I stand out on a crowd!

My moods are unpredictable they literally switch so fast Mo Farrer would have a job on keeping up…one minute laughing, next minute tears fueled by crippling anxiety…I can’t breath! It feels like my whole body is being crushed. I dont ever remember a day where this didn’t happen I thought everyone felt like I do…they dont I am told.

I hope my blogs will give an insite to living with mental illness…its just an illness after all!