The following blog posts are written by people with personal experience of depression. 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.

The words "are you ok mate" meant everything to me

May 3, 2017

During my life, I have suffered with severe depression. Being a professional sportsman and trying to put up a front all the time became exhausting. I reached the top of my sport, but getting there resulted in my breakdown, and subsequently my suicide attempts and early retirement. The chronic lack of self esteem and while trying to remain confident to family, friends and for my career was too much.

I was so lonely because of post-natal depression

May 3, 2017

I was diagnosed with pre and postnatal depression after the birth of my second baby. I kept quiet throughout my pregnancy until I was 32 weeks pregnant and then the Dr said he couldn't give me anything because I was too far gone. I then stayed quiet for 14 weeks until something inside switched and I knew I needed to seek help. I was given six sessions of cognitive behavioural therapy, but could only make it to three because of childcare issues.

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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