Long Live the Irrational Anxieties.

When we talk about how great physical exercise is for mental health, we oftentime forget to mention that sometimes the toughest part of being active can be getting out the door. There are times when the simple act of sitting up in bed seems the most heroic of tasks to undertake so when the suggested … Continue reading Long Live the Irrational Anxieties.


For Lack of a Catchy Title, This is a Post About Self-Harm.

I've avoided this topic for longer than I care to admit but here it is.  For the sake of not chickening out I'm posting this without fully editing it, so if it's comes across as a bit raw, I apologize.  This post addresses self-harm and if this is a topic that could potentially be triggering … Continue reading For Lack of a Catchy Title, This is a Post About Self-Harm.

Let’s Talk.

I sat down to write a piece about Let's Talk day. Here I am, 2 hours later, with absolutely nothing to show for all my efforts. (except for an empty beer can and a half-eaten ferrero rocher) Why am I feeling so absolutely blocked? I'd say its about 50% the current state of my mental … Continue reading Let’s Talk.

The State of My Hair.

The state of my hair is often-times the key to dissecting the true state of my mental health.  For those of you who have never seen me, I have what can only be (lovingly) described as a massive birds nest situated on the top of my head.  My hair grows in all directions and I've … Continue reading The State of My Hair.

Why Self-Care Isn’t Bullshit.

I've done a lot of things in the name of self-care; Worn positively minuscule dresses paired with sky-high heels to go out dancing. Consumed absurd amounts of tequila/vodka/rum/wine/all the alcoholic beverages. Read an alarming amount of trashy articles on 'How To Orgasm' in Cosmo magazine. Watched Bridget Jones a frankly questionable number of times. But … Continue reading Why Self-Care Isn’t Bullshit.

When You Know Tomorrow is Going to Suck.

It's 2am and I am exhausted.  Weary down to the bone, eyes bleary, limbs heavy, brain functioning at half-capacity. Tomorrow is going to suck. It's been building up all month - a month full of long hours for which I'm not receiving any financial compensation nor any gratitude.  A month full of solving ridiculous problems … Continue reading When You Know Tomorrow is Going to Suck.

2017 – The Year of The Resolutions and Epiphanies.

A few minutes ago I came to a magical realization: This year, for the first time in my soon-to-be 26 years on this planet, I completed all my New Years resolutions ( I know, right?!).  I moved to the UK, hiked across a country, started a blog, have the beginnings of a book saved away … Continue reading 2017 – The Year of The Resolutions and Epiphanies.

Mad Girl With a Reason To Stay Alive.

Have you ever sat down to read the first pages of a book only to find yourself crawling out of a black hole of space and time 5 hours later, book read from start to finish? You see, I have this (somewhat terrible but hey, there are worst vices in life) habit of bankrupting myself … Continue reading Mad Girl With a Reason To Stay Alive.

Anxiety in Real-Time Take 3.

I can hear the ocean. But wait that's not right. I'm in Belfast, on a couch, miles from the coast yet the sound of the waves crashing on the shore between my ears is starting to drive me slowly yet surely mad as logically I know that I SHOULD NOT be hearing the ocean. Oh … Continue reading Anxiety in Real-Time Take 3.

The Next Big Thing.

My time here in Belfast has thus far been a vacation of sorts.  While not the most positive experience for my mental health, it has left me with an abundant (and seemingly never-ending) amount of spare time to think.  After 3 weeks of intense thinking I have finally decided on my Next Big Adventure.  So … Continue reading The Next Big Thing.