I’m going to be honest now, more honest than I’ve been in a very long time.
I’ve stopped writing. Not all together, I mean I do it in bits and pieces, I do it in my head… 441 more words
Since I was young I’ve always been able to get away with drinking relatively little at parties in order to have a good time.
Well, that was of course until the demons of depression crept up and decided that no more socializing was the only way forward. 1,174 more words
In this post I want to talk about over-eating.
In my reading of OCD and Anxiety/to some extent depression (and I have to say it isn’t massively vast, though a little substantial), I often find that having no appetite, losing weight and eating disorders like bulimia and anorexia are talked about freely. 1,234 more words