In February of this year, I was prescribed 50mg of sertraline for severe anxiety that I have had for over a decade of my life, beginning in my early teens. I watched my GP create the prescription, attaching it to my medical records on the computer. He handed over the peach slip, and just like … Continue reading Methods For Mental Health: Sertraline
Disclaimer: this post details eating disorders and the behaviours that surround it and may be particularly graphic. Therefore if you feel you may be triggered by this then either avoid this post or view at your own discretion. I also speak about purging behaviours such as vomiting, therefore people who have emetophobia or an adversion … Continue reading The Relapse
“Connell wished he knew how other people conducted their private lives, so that he could copy from example.” Like most people, I'm absolutely engrossed and obsessed with Sally Rooney's Normal People. Yes, I saw the TV show first before the book, which I am currently reading. However, I came across this line early in the … Continue reading Emulating Others’ Lives
Throughout the COVID-19 pandemic, a lot of stress and strain has been placed on people considered key workers. These workers are on the frontline and exposed to the pandemic firsthand. Some of them, while not directly facing the pandemic, are involved in providing services to the public wherein if these services were not provided the … Continue reading The Emotional Protection from a Pandemic: Looking After Yourself as a Social Care Worker
It's been over a week since the UK's Prime Minister Boris Johnson announced a nationwide lockdown for 3 weeks to combat the coronavirus. The lockdown rules dictate that you cannot leave your house unless it's for medical need, exercise, caring for a vulnerable person, and food shopping (but as infrequently as possible.) In other words, … Continue reading Just Five More Sets: The UK Lockdown and Eating Disorder-Related Exercise
Walking up a flight of beige stairs, my heart beat in triple time with every step, I could feel nausea settling deep into my stomach. I can turn back now and just pretend like I never contacted them, I thought as I stepped closer and closer to the waiting room. I wanted so badly to turn around and go back to the library, hide behind my university work, and push down the anxiety and depression. But, before I knew it, I was knocking on the door of the receptionist, and announcing myself: "Hi, I'm Adrienne. I've got an appointment at 2pm." This is my experience of counselling at university.