Introversion — The Social Taboo

We are living in a world that is always on. And as young people especially, we are expected to be always ‘on’.

The young person’s narrative has been hijacked; celebrities, music videos, TV shows are all guilty of glamorising and ‘editing’ the experience of being young as a…

Autistic, Single and Ready to…

It is strange that in a society as interconnected as ours, through technology and social media, that it is so difficult for each of us to connect with one another. Of course this is one of the benefits of being single is it not? The ability to use this technology to talk to…

What actually causes drug abuse?

What causes heroin addiction?

Well, heroin causes heroin addiction.

Does it?

Doesn’t it?

Let’s go back to the beginning. I am fascinated by human history, more…

Being Fearless

I made a speech to a room full of people. Only a handful knew I used to suffer from depression, but I stood up and announced it for all to hear. Reactions were partly in awe, mostly positive, and a few non-committal. Words like brave and courageous were thrown out, but to be honest they just made me…

Jetpack Within

Dearest Reader,

I’m not going to lie and tell a pity story — I did well at school, really well.

I made amazing friends, who are still beloved to me. Had great relationships with our ‘teachers’ and ended up with four A’s in my final exams. I didn’t…

A for Anxiety

I have decided to start off this blog with a very personal post. As young people we really need to just talk more about whatever it is that is bothering us. There is help out there for everyone and no one deserves to be unhappy. Mental health issues are something I have experienced first hand and I hope…

Mind My Broken Leg

When I was 11 I broke my leg. I went to hospital and sat on a hospital bed. A doctor covered the injured area in bandages and a soothing cream. My mum and dad fussed around me, telling me I was brave. No one told me to get up and stop being silly, no one told me the best way to heal it was to…

The Armour We Wear

“This is a poem I wrote at quite a dark time in my life about a year ago, transferred it straight from the notebook to here:”

I sit in a crowded café,

So lonely in the midst of so many people,

Me, Myself and My Mind

My problem is that the biggest source of my anxiety is the anxiety itself. I live in constant fear that I’m being judged for the way I feel; that my depression or sadness is somehow trivial and less meaningful in comparison to others. Although it took me a while to get here, I know now…

Forgive but not Forget

(This post was written without any editing; a continuous thought process.)

Growing up I have been let down by many people. Particularly my father, who walked out on my mother for another woman when I was 9 years old. As divorce and separation is common nowadays…