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My counsellor first gave me the idea to write many years ago. I remember scoffing at the suggestion of starting a journal recalling my primary school days when I used to write awful banal nonsense about my summer holidays. 
It was never part of my plan to work in mental health. In fact as a student in Cambridge in 1990 I had no plan for my life at all. It was then that my psychosis suddenly struck. Although I managed to graduate a year later I was left with a future of medication, incarceration, and no hope of getting better. I certainly never believed I would ever work.
I've started and re-started this blog entry four times now, getting more and more frustrated each time. Trying to encapsulate the female experience is like trying to pluck the moon out of the night sky - you can hold your hand up to it, but can never actually accomplish the feat. 
Let’s start with a simple question: when is the last time you felt good about yourself? No, not the good feeling you get after a glass of wine, or after you’ve done a really good job of something…when is the last time you felt good about who you are? Think about it for just a moment…who are you? No, not your name, not your occupation, and especially not who you used to be…who are you? 
Some of you will know that my personal Clipper journey is one which is partly challenging my fears and anxieties - you might say therapy - and partly in aid of helping destigmatise mental illness (find out more on my website - 
When I met my boyfriend, I had been diagnosed with bipolar
for about four years, and in that four years, I had refused to date or even get
close to anyone. I initially saw my bipolar as a death sentence, something that
would repel everyone around me. So when I met A online, I was initially scared
to get close to him. 
A funny thing happened to me last year. It didn’t start out funny, in fact in started out pretty awfully really.
Well, it's the holidays again, and whether you celebrate Hannukah, Solstice, Kwanzaa, Christmas, or no specific day at all, you have no doubt been affected by the season. From the endless loops of carols in the increasingly busy stores, to arguing with your partner over filling out Christmas cards, to buying presents for increasingly-difficult-to-shop-for family members (I'm looking at you, mum!), to t Subscribe
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