I’m 500 days sober today. 500 days since I put down the wine and picked up a life. And, wow, life has grown immeasurably in that time. I’ve completed some of my best professional work, become vegetarian, started a Masters degree (organisational psychology, since you ask), launched a fashion confidence blog (@awomancalledgeorge https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=vqai3xs20xnk&utm_content=ov6rnfc), presented D&I…
Tag: depression
Through the waves
I’d travelled the world but rarely dipped a toe in the ocean thanks to forty-odd years extreme fear of the sea. But that was conquered in an intense ten days and gave rise to an immediate and profound effect on mental health and wellbeing, including a withdrawal from anti-depressants. An account of the clear benefits of open water swimming on mental health.
Back from the brink
I haven’t written for a while. To be honest, I couldn’t have, even if I’d wanted to. You see, I’ve been unwell. You might say I’d been burning the candle at both ends, but not in a hedonistic party-type fashion, more of a juggling all the plates all the time type way. And then the…
Depression: it’s all just weather
I’m writing this in bed, propped up on a couple of pillows, the dog resting over my feet, the wind blowing the trees outside the window. My daughter is making pancakes, my son is playing Minecraft and my husband is emptying the dishwasher. To a casual observer, it’s a picture of a normal, happy family…
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2018; the year I admit to depression
‘Bubbly’, ‘positive’, ‘a breath of fresh air’ – words that others have used to describe me this month. Scroll through my instagram or twitter feeds (@raggedgeorge) and you’ll see mostly upbeat, go-get-em posts from someone that probably looks to have being a grown-up sussed. By any account, I’m a glass half full person, taking the…
Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes
I haven’t blogged for a while. It’s not because I haven’t had anything to say – trust me, I’m rarely short of something to say. I guess I just lost my confidence.
Has your life gone to the dogs? Then get one!
How homing a dog brought unexpected physical and mental health benefits – and lots of love and happiness!
Having it all – am I deluded?
Is it really possible to ‘have it all’ – challenging career, family life and health?