Did you know that certain words we use in our everyday language can actually have a damaging impact on us and the people we converse with? No matter what age you are, it’s likely these words have become so ingrained in your self-talk that you may no longer be able to view their meaning objectively. I am one of those people. Well, at least I was. Continue Reading
Posts in Mental Health
“What’s wrong with me?”. It’s the 4-worded question you usually stop asking yourself as a teenager (if you ever thought it at all), but for me it’s been a lifelong quest to find an answer. Yes, I have clinical anxiety and depression but I’ve always felt like that wasn’t the only reason I dislike myself. I cannot tell you all the things people have said to me in an attempt to ease my curiosity.
You’ll grow out of it.
Wait until you’re older, you’ll love yourself then.
I didn’t really appreciate myself until I was in my 30s.
Once you have a boyfriend/husband/significant other, you’ll be fine!
I mean, really? A young woman is concerned about her deep hatred of herself and THAT’S what you tell them? It’s only recently that it clicked just how horrible that advice is. I’ve always been suicidal but it’s for other reasons I never took action. Had I actually listened to those responses and let them get to me, who knows the path I would of taken. Unfortunately, these people thought they were actually helping and that’s what scares me. How many people are out there who feel like me, and getting this advice?
While I may not know how to help anyone else who is experiencing a similar life to my own (yet!), I can share my story as it happens and hope it may have some positive effect for someone else. Last year I tried my hand at travelling Europe, both solo and as part of a Topdeck tour. I’ve learned a lot about myself and I have things I need to pass on to others, whether you love or loathe yourself (or anything in between).
Before I get into them, I want to make it crystal clear that this post is for EVERY ONE. Travelling solo isn’t just for people who aren’t in a relationship. Even if you’re married, in a new relationship or have some other kind of partnership this post is still directed at you. Another quick disclaimer, age is irrelevant. Whether you are 21 or 61 , it’s never too late to travel solo. In fact, I urge you to. Here’s why: Continue Reading
I’ve found my way to London as the first stop in what will be a two month long journey. I’ve never really had a desire to see the UK or Europe but as I quickly approach my 30’s I’ve been thinking about the things I said I would do by this age and have still not accomplished. My biggest goal was to retire rich but I’ve clearly failed that so I moved on to the second thing on my list …. a Euro trip.
In my rush to see the world I booked a return trip from Melbourne to London. I have two months to do what I want to do, the only issue is I didn’t actually plan what I wanted to do. It must sound like a wonderful dream to anyone who is reading this but for me, it’s a nightmare. My anxiety and depression have been on a crazy rollercoaster since I departed Melbourne on an 11:50pm Cathay Pacific flight to Hong Kong. Fast forward and now I’m sitting here in a gorgeous little apartment in Shoreditch, London trying to make a to-do list. I feel if I share with you exactly what I hope to see and do, perhaps it will drive me to tick them all off and not let my anxiety win this battle. Perhaps you can even tell me what I should do while I’m in this part of the world, I could use the help! Continue Reading
This past weekend Australia was in a state of shock after hearing that media personality Charlotte Dawson had taken her own life. Nearly every person with a social media account or a blog has written something about how they have reacted to the news, or how Charlotte was an incredible person or to throw blame at the trolls that bullied her for years ….. but that is not what my post, this post, is about. I’ve made no secret of my battle with depression, having talked about it numerous times on this very blog and constantly on social media. Admittedly, I haven’t spoken about it much over the past year and it’s for a good reason …. or so I thought.
Charlotte was a gorgeous, talented, funny woman as well as a warrior for human rights, compassion and equality. By all accounts, she should have been very happy with her success in life and for her memorable impact as a judge on Australia’s Next Top Model. She had fans, friends, family, loyal followers and she made a nice dollar or two. Why would someone with all that commit suicide? Well, that’s the thing, a lot of people who commit suicide have no reason that others would consider justifiable. Depression, mental illness, suicidal tendencies … they don’t discriminate. They’re an equal opportunist that can touch anyone and everyone. It’s this fact that most people are taking away from Charlotte’s death but in my case it’s something completely different. The news of Charlotte Dawson’s final act made me realise something massive in my life had changed. Something I never thought would happen.
I don’t want to kill myself…… anymore. Continue Reading