I am (barely) recovering, thanks to the chemical assistance of Diazepam, from the worst anxiety attack I’ve suffered in months. One minute I was sitting here minding my own business, the next I could barely breathe. What triggered it? It’s stupid, really. All that happened was that A decided he would clear out two big [...]
I deal with a set of symptoms representing the diagnoses of BPD, C-PTSD, clinical depression and social anxiety on a daily basis. I fall victim to the nefarious antagonists of psychotic and dissociative episodes with more frequency than I would care for (although I must hat-tip the efficacy of Seroquel in decreasing the former, having [...]
Note: this session took place just under three weeks ago and inevitably my recollection of it is skewed. I really don’t think much of great use happened anyway, but I will be leaving leaving stuff out. Apologies to C (as if he’ll ever read this) if I am in any way misrepresenting him (I don’t [...]
Just a quick post really (at least by my verbose standards). I’m not sure whether I’m actively seeking advice here or whether this will be rhetorical musing, but I’ll see where my fingers-to-the-keys take me. My mother rang me about 11am this morning, but I was suffering from a (fairly infrequent of late) Seroquel hangover, [...]
The stupid dissociation scales once again featured at the opening of my session with C on Thursday 6 May. After last week advising me that he intended to examine them in detail and discuss them with me at the end of this session, he had then changed his mind, admitting (subtly) that he was perhaps [...]
This is my first post from my new laptop, which I awarded myself (in part) for reaching my first blogoversary. Although it’s a Windows machine – and I am used to and prefer Linux – I still love it. As a tablet PC, it has a touch screen, which has been enabling me to do [...]
Over the weekend and today I’ve been cracking up completely (yeah, I know, <insert standard comment about it ‘being a bit late for that’ here>), and losing pieces of what fragile sanity I have left little by little. I posted the other day about how ‘They’ were plaguing me with their bile mantras emphasising my [...]
So apparently Seaneen, my fellow Norn Iron mental health blogger who writes at mentallyinteresting.org.uk, has been told she does not have bipolar disorder, but borderline. Anyone with any knowledge of mental illness that has read Seaneen’s blog knows that it is 100% fucking clear that she has manic depression. It doesn’t take the abject wankery [...]
I did a bit of acting as a child. If I hadn’t gone doolally as a teenager, or come to weigh 10,000 stone in my adulthood, it would have been the ideal profession; I am very, very good at it, and employ it in nearly all aspects of my normal living. Yesterday, aside from my [...]
In January this year, I was flabbergasted and thrilled to be a runner-up in Mental Nurse‘s annual TWIM Awards. I never expected in a million years that I’d ever get anything for writing this blog; it had never even crossed my mind. So I was pretty delighted. Since then, I’ve managed to whack up a [...]
The first article I’d like to look at this week is from the excellent After Silence blog, which is about regaining one’s confidence, hope, life – one’s voice – after rape or sexual assault. This particular entry discusses the physiological effects of post-traumatic stress disorder, which in the author’s case was of course caused by [...]
The madosphere is still jumping with news and views on the first published draft of the DSM-5, about which I wrote briefly last week. Mental Nurse comment on the implications of new and modified paediatric diagnoses, including the interesting medicalisation of temper tantrums (Temper Dysregulation Disorder with Dysphoria, apparently); Psych Central review the good, bad [...]
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