The following blog posts are written by people with personal experience of anxiety. By talking openly, our bloggers hope to increase understanding around mental health, break stereotypes and take the taboo out of something that – like physical health – affects us all.

Living with anxiety is like walking through sand

May 26, 2017

People always have a lot to say about mental illness. Now I’d like to have my say, so I have decided to write my own story of what living with a mental illness means. This may not resonate with the feelings that many of you go through, but I do hope that it gives an idea of my everyday life and will therefore give you a better understanding.

I worried what my colleagues would think about my mental health

May 15, 2017

I was about to take some goods (highly expensive goods!) to Scunthorpe Hospital and I just couldn't face it anymore. It's hard to describe the feeling; the saying “my minds going 100mph” is cliché, but that’s what it felt like. My thoughts were racing, going in every direction possible. It consumed me, taking over my every thought until it became to much. Now, everybody’s response is different; mine just happens to be wishing I wasn't here anymore. So  walked out without saying a word, drove home and I was planning on not having to deal with the consequences, if you catch my drift!?

Returning to work, I worried what people would think

, May 5, 2017

I have suffered on and off with anxiety for most of my adult life. For a long time, I didn’t know what it was, I just knew that there were periods when I felt out of perspective, frightened, unable to relax and overwhelmed by negativity – particularly in relation to work.

The stigma around mental health for men is real

May 2, 2017

For as long as I can remember I have been a thinker, a worrier. The most menial of tasks can strike me down in a stomach churning pit of nerves. That has been a constant throughout my entire life.

Depression to me was for weird people. Sad people. Lonely people. How could I ever be depressed? I am not any of those. I have a very supportive and loving family, and for as long as I can remember I have found getting along with people effortlessly easy.

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