Breathe•Move•Speak
Black girls don’t get eating disorders; a myth that has been perpetuated by media, fully embraced by all communities and fogged the lenses of health professionals. I remember sitting across from my psychiatrist when she informed me that I was being hospitalised. I wasn’t sure how to react. I knew that I needed the help,Read More
I don’t know. No really, I don’t know. I started blogging in 2014. Back then I just wanted to write so I switched my pen for the keyboard. I still had the dream of becoming a fulltime writer. I imagined that one day HuffPost would publish my work and my life would be changed forever.Read More
August has finally come to an end! If you follow me on Twitter you would have seen that I went off medication for a while. No I didn’t take myself off medication, although I thought about it for a long time this year (post coming soon). My psychiatrist took me off my mood stabiliser becauseRead More
It’s been very hard to write lately. I have been feeling overwhelmed and thus unsure of what will come up from my words. But here goes: I haven’t been sleeping so much (apart from the days I passed up from sheer exhaustion). Apart from the fact that my back feels like that of an 80Read More
I don’t talk anymore, but I question everything. When I first left my job at an audit firm, I thought I was moving forward. I was certain that I would now have the opportunity to become what I have always wanted. I thought I would be able to write all day while practising yoga duringRead More
This post was supposed to be about World Bipolar Day, but its not. This post is about loss, heartache and longing for rest. If you are an active member in the mental health community, you probably heard that Amy Bleuel passed away on March 23rd. I was angry when I first heard the news. IRead More
