As Raw As It Gets

It’s been such a long time writing, something I do really miss, but getting my mind to do so is another feat in its own.

I always said I would be as raw as it comes, but being so sometimes can be to forthcoming.

Mental Health is always a battle big or small, but most of all crippling. It can take the littlest thing and make it so big. You can overlook what’s really most important.

Many out there don’t understand how our minds work, just making a simple remark can seem so little to someone, but means a complete heartbreak for someone like me.

Understanding someone with a brain like mine can to many feel like walking on eggshells, but understanding how I got here and how to speak to someone like me makes the world of difference.

Love and understanding is all we ever wish for. A cure would be awesome, but just a little caring is all we need.

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What Happened To Our World?

People always say things get easier with time, Well some aspects of things get easier, but others don’t.

People don’t tell you the older you get the more you slow down, the more health issues you get, the harder it is to fight the littlest thing a simple cold.

Also how much harder it is fighting against your demons. How much you anxiety increases, thinking about the future, making sure your kids are going to be OK.

This world has become so crazy and it’s scary to think what our kids are going to walk through.

What ever happened to the fight people had to have everyone live together as one? Why fight each other now? Where’s the love in this world?

We wonder why there is an increase in mental health issues? Seriously what happened to the world?

My Mind Crumbles To Mush

I don’t know how many times I have wanted to write, but my mind just crumbs to mush.

Over the last few weeks my mental and physical health has taken a hit for the worse. I have dropped almost 10kgs in 8 weeks. I haven’t been able to eat, so I have been put on liquids.

I’m struggling so hard to keep my head above water. I feel like I’m drowning.

I know the battle is always there sometimes harder than others, but how much can you take?

I know writing helps, especially with you all that are so supportive, but getting the words out are the hardest to do.

Just got to keep battling. Hopefully there will be a light at the end of this dark tunnel soon.

I Coming Out Of The Hole

I have been sitting here for the last week trying to work out what to write, but haven’t been able to put my words together.

I’m one person who doesn’t like to burden people with my problems or make anyone feel sad or worried for me, so I tend to keep my feelings to myself.

The last few weeks have been extremely hard for me I can’t lie. I have fallen into my deep hole I can’t seem to drag myself out from.

I tend to find when I’m in my hole I block out the world to try my best to work on me. I’m slowly getting there as long as I don’t get any more hits.

I honestly don’t think I could cope with anymore hits before I come out of my hole. I know in the end I probably would, but it would take me longer to escape.

Living with mental health is like being a yo yo, you go up and down on a thin piece of string of emotions that can snap at any time.

Understanding Us

Sometimes it’s so hard to express your thoughts and emotions, because you really don’t know why you feel the way you feel.

Depression, PTSD, Anxiety and other Mental Health Condition come with such tough fights. We struggle to fight these inner demons that keep us from moving forward.

What are these demons you may ask are the inner you the one that tells you that you can’t do that, or you can’t do this.

The one that triggers memories you try to forget, the hurt and pain either from the littlest word to the worse pain we were unable to control.

The voice in your head that tells you that your a waste of space, that your the biggest burden.

Fighting these demons day in and day out in one of the hard tasks to do. We fight with every single bit of strength we have.

Having a magic pill to cure this would be the best thing in the world, but it’s impossible, but at least having people understand what we endure and stopping how it can be caused would be the best feeling.

The Fight Is Devouring Me…

Do you ever feel so down on yourself that you just want to run away from the world?

Do you ever feel like you can’t do everything right?

That’s exactly where I am. I have got to the point that everything is too much that I just want to run away.

I try so hard to make others happy that I forget I’m the one that needs to be happy. I battle my demons so hard, but sometimes they devour me.

Why Oh why does this fight keep devouring me…..

The Proudest Mother on Earth

If you would have asked me about my daughter 5 years ago I would have told you she is in the darkest whole of her life, Why you my ask?

She was in her last term of year 7 going into high school the next year, begging me not to send her to high school.

She begged her teachers to keep her another year. She was so scared of starting high school.

As a mother you try your best to keep them safe and happy, but sometimes things don’t go to plan.

Her anxiety took the best out of her in high school, her first year was our worse nightmare, she became a self Harmer, but by god I was not going to stand by and let her hurt herself.

I saw myself in her doing the same thing, but I wasn’t going to let it take the best of her.

I packed my family up moved us to another city to start a new live. I worked with her and helped her fight her fight (she never self harmed from the day we left), I was her biggest cheerleader.

My daughter went from failing every class in her first year, to now 4 weeks from graduating high school as an A student.

To top it off she has also had an early acceptance into University in Law and Justice.

If you asked me 5 years ago if this was were my daughter would be I would say no, and not because I didn’t believe she could do it, it’s purely because I couldn’t think about anything but keeping her alive.

Everyone said she would never make it, but I never gave up, no matter how sick I was I drove her to school everyday. Even if she was crying, or screaming, we also text between breaks for her pick me ups.

Now seeing her proud of herself and what she has achieved was all worth it. I could not be any prouder.

Staying Strong For Others

You know when you need to be strong for others, but inside your fighting so hard to keep your own demons at bay. That’s exactly how I feel.

I’m trying so hard to stay strong for others around me, but I can feel myself falling apart at the seems.

How do you tell people that you aren’t coping when your their only support?

This world can be so cruel. Sometimes it’s easier to walk away, and or shut yourself up. But who does it help in the end?

Got to keep fighting, one foot in front of another.

The Endless Fight With Depression

Depression can be a viscous circle. You work so hard to keep your head out of the deep dark hole, to keep those demons at bay. Yet it takes one thing to trigger our thoughts and emotions.

You learn over time how to not let everything get to you or at least trigger your emotions off, but there become points in time where there are an overwhelming amount of different things happening all at once.

When these times happen it sends us into this painful spiral of emotions that you can’t control. You become so numb to the world, because the emotions are so overwhelming.

You can’t concentrate, you can’t think, you don’t know how to feel. You have these thoughts in your head of what the point of fighting is.

You know that it’s all because things have become too much to take in, but the constant fights become harder and harder even though you know how to fight.

It’s not easy fighting the endless battle, but this is the life of depression.


Anxiety is that mechanism is your brain called fear, but amplified 100 times more.

It’s that fear of judgement the moment you leave your house wondering if your going to have to talk to people you don’t know or see someone you don’t want to see.

The constant fear of the what if’s, what if this happens or what if that happens that consumes you whole.

The constant fear of having to face people wandering if they are looking at you because of the way you look or wandering if they are talking about you.

No matter how hard you try to ignore the fear it finds it way to consume you.

This is what anxiety feels like to me.