You're going to have to excuse me, if I'm repeating myself here... I probably am. I normally do, after all. But....... a good thing has happened, and I'm always moaning on about the bad stuff. SO I thought I'd share a good thing. I’ve been dancing on the edge of the dark place for quite a … Continue reading Dickens, Dante, Dahl & Depression
I've been doing a thing recently. I make lists of things that I can do to actively make me happy, or things that are SO brilliant, that even just thinking about them brings a tiny spark of joy. Contrary to the rumours, I am not *quite* as stupid as I look, so I do realise … Continue reading Better is Good
I try very hard not to get too bogged down in the misery of Anxiety & Depression. I don't mean I try to keep them at an arm's length. I mean I do. Obviously. Because they're not fun. You don’t hear anyone singing “Ain’t no Party like an Anxiety and Depression Party”. What I mean … Continue reading In Defence of Anxiety
Hello. It’s been a while since I last blogged, for a couple of reasons: I’ve been busy with actual acting work (IMAGINE?!?!), and also with what I refer to as my “real writing”, which for some reason isn’t what I call this blog, something which doesn’t really make much sense, given that it has reached … Continue reading When the Going gets Tough…
Hello! It's me again. Giving my tuppence before anyone has asked for it. What can you do? I'm just a pain in the arse like that. You're welcome. I've actually started a couple of blog posts over the last few weeks, which I haven't got round to finishing because I was distracted by work, or … Continue reading Riding the Trough of the Wave
Brexit Negotiations begin today. What a time to be Alive, eh? Before I begin, first, my apologies - I promised myself I wouldn't blog about politics, but this is about politics having an impact on mental health. Now... for those who are reading this and don't know me, I'm going to be dreadful and self … Continue reading You May Say I’m A Dreamer
Tonight I was in a meeting. I was snappy and I was moaney. And afterwards I sent an email to everyone who was there to apologise and allude to why that was. I got some lovely emails telling me that I hadn't been. But I know those people. Those people are genuinely lovely, they just … Continue reading You ok, hun?
I am very open about my mental health issues. Too open, some might say. Ok, fine… I literally never shut the hell up about them. The reason for my being that way, is that I think it’s important for other people suffering from mental health problems to actually see that they’re not alone, rather than … Continue reading My Stupid, Idiotic, Broken Head
My Name is Not Debbie 