We often hear about the major side effects of living with a mental illness: panic attacks, low mood, feeling isolated and even suicidal thoughts. We don't often hear about other side effects that can go alongside it, things that can effect our everyday lives and go hand in hand with our mental illness. Unable to… Continue reading Living with a mental illness: The side effects we don’t talk about
I had lots of ideas about what to talk about in this Eco-October series but one of the topics I really wanted to touch on was food. What we eat is an incredibly personal thing and our relationship with it can be complex for a number of reasons, from health, to cost, to cultural. It’s… Continue reading Eco-October: Eating well
A cookbook might seem an odd choice for a book review on a mental-focused platform. However, Ella Risbridger’s Midnight Chicken is no ordinary cookbook. There are recipes, sure, but it is more than that. In the author’s own words: “what it really is is an annotated list of things worth living for: a manifesto of moments worth… Continue reading ECBC Book Club – Midnight Chicken by Ella Risbridger
When you are living with a mental illness it can be hard to even focus on your phone screen, let alone take up Equestrian classes or go for a jog. However, through own self-discovery I have noted that when I am being creative, or outside or even doing something lying down like reading - this… Continue reading Why Hobbies & Interests are so important when living with a mental illness
When you’re struggling with mental illness it’s easy to feel completely overwhelmed by the simplest things. Everyday tasks seem insurmountable and we end up feeling helpless, useless, and surrounded by chaos. Getting back on top of those runaway trains of thought and feeling can seem impossible, but sometimes a small change can make a big… Continue reading Food For The Soul – #QueerEye
magine the scene; pot warming on the stove, steam steadily filling the kitchen, knife in your hand cutting vegetables delicately in what you imagine is a particularly chef-like manner (“rustic” is a particularly useful chef term for “bad at cutting”). You’re like a Shakespearean witch, a delicious potion bubbling in the cauldron as you tap in a sprinkling of this, a dusting of that (admittedly, less of the “eye of newt and toe of frog” and more “a sprig of thyme and clove of garlic”). For some, cooking is a chore- a vision of boredom. For me, this is self-care.