Fussy Eaters Anonymous

As previously and briefly mentioned recently, I was a vegetarian as a teenager. While is pretty typical for a teenager – trying something out, loving animals, lots of friends and a sister who’s a vegetarian, was inevitable some would say, that I would do the same. Well, yeah, duh, it …

Learning To Cry Again

I both love and hate crying. Actually love is too strong a word (hate is not). I do not love the headache I get, or the snotty nose. I do not love the rest cheeks or the puffy eyes. I don’t even like these things. What I do like it …

Guest Post: Musings of the Medicated

This week I feature my first guest post, by Miranda at JKLMN Homeschool Adventures Musings of the Medicated Why is being medicated for a well-known and debilitating condition such taboo? Medications are available to treat any illness. Why is being medicated for a mental illness any different? Mental illnesses are …

Capably Capable

People treat me like a child sometimes. I am not a child. I’m 33. Sometimes I think people forgot this. I can look after myself. I actually can. I can cook, I can keep the house clean and I can keep myself alive and dressed and clean. I can get …

Everything Is Hard.

The thing about having a mental health problem is that you’re not normal any more. We fight to de-stigmatise mental health problems, but life with one is not normal. Suddenly you’re not like most people any more. You’re not like you were or you may be in the future. You’re …

OCD: Weird Forks

Something I can’t really explain is my aversion to using weird looking forks. It’s definitely an OCD thing. I have a lot of weird looking forks too so we’re at the point now where my wife will actually ask me if the fork is acceptable. At one point she wanted …