When I boarded the plane to New Zealand all those years ago, I was leaving behind the bitterness and humiliation of a failed three and a half year relationship. A relationship that had yo-yoed back and forth for a further two years. The relationship had taken all my energy and self-worth and left me broken. … Continue reading Why travelling helped me to fall in love again.
Being the daughter of someone labelled a ‘paranoid schizophrenic’, being told I was ‘clinically depressed’ at 18, and working in the mental health field, I know all too well the struggles of living with mental health issues. The confusion, the misunderstanding, the fear and the utter hopelessness. Medication seems to be, all too often, the … Continue reading Travel – My anti-depressant
Depression diagnoses are increasing at an alarming rate worldwide and in my plight to raise awareness for not just depression, but all metal health issues, and with mental health month just around the corner, I want to share with you two of the most detrimental things you can say to someone with depression. “Cheer up”. … Continue reading Two of the most detrimental things you can say to someone with depression.
“Oh my god, you’re so lucky”, “I wish I could travel”. These are just two of the responses I am all so often greeted with when I share my travel stories or upload my pictures. And these are the two that frustrate me the most. Yes, I am incredibly blessed but I am far from … Continue reading You say I’m lucky.