A few months after I took too many pills and woke up in hospital, I saw the counsellor. I can't remember her actual job title. She was just some kind of halfway point between seeing a GP and seeing a mental health consultant; a lady with a clipboard who ticked boxes to see whether I … Continue reading Repose



This is hard to write. Still, it serves a purpose: instead of me pushing people away, they can choose to be disgusted and leave of their own accord. Saves me the effort. Before I begin, I should say that this post is about self-harming - specifically cutting - so if that's a topic you feel … Continue reading Trauma