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Handbags & Heartbreak

My journey to a smile. My life with Borderline Personality Disorder. No holds barred, this is my life in black and white.

Month

August 2015

Caravan of Love

I've done five days in work now and I'm really looking forward to my day off tomorrow. I'm going to chill in my jimmy jamborees, watch DVDs and do my knitting. I don't care how boring that sounds to you,... Continue Reading →

City lights

Have you ever noticed that the stranger in the street who glares at you and calls you a bitch, is the person you will be nice to and be polite and try to impress. But if you have had a... Continue Reading →

Sunshine on a Rainy Day

First day back at work today and I survived. I was a mental mess this morning and was so close to not going in. I was still in bed crying one hour before my start time and having a full... Continue Reading →

Power to the People

Said Citizen Smith. And now says Sarah-Louise!! I feel passionately at the moment about fighting for mental health rights and the severe lack of treatment and resources for mental health patients. It's really not acceptable. Did any of you see... Continue Reading →

The Lost Art of Conversation

Ever since I was first diagnosed with mental health difficulties in 1997, writing poetry was always a way for me to express how I was feeling as I didn't understand my emotions, reactions or feelings. Poetry has always been something... Continue Reading →

Sarah-L’oreal, because you’re worth it

I actually got out of bed at 7:45am today and stayed up. I can't remember the last time I did that. I usually get some breakfast and go back to bed till lunchtime. It's now 9:40am and I've cooked an... Continue Reading →

Psychobabble

Am sat here crying with frustration and anger. I saw my GP who agreed the Links Centre should be doing more and a CPN should be allocated. She said she would ring the Links and get back to me about... Continue Reading →

All Things Must Pass

I haven't got shit all new to say to be honest. This depression got me losing the will to live, got me losing the will to get through a day. The panic attacks are increasing. I've two appointments this afternoon... Continue Reading →

Groundhog Day

Pause the DVD. Next day, press play. Different day, same shite. Just trying to see it through from morning to night. I am not even on auto pilot, it's so much effort to see a day through. And I am... Continue Reading →

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