My recovery journey would have been a lot smoother had there been better social conditions for me to thrive in. There was no referral to treatment services; my only option
The Vulnerability Hangover “The challenge with personal development is that once you start to explore and uncover new aspects of yourself, there’s no turning back, and it can be
Before joining Mulka Nisc photovoice research project, I had never previously considered gender differences, probably because I’m a tomboy at heart, and I have always struggled with the concept of
The chains that once held me down Can now be found broken and loose on the ground The chains have now rusted away. And all that is left now are
There is an old saying that says, ‘Talking to yourself is a sign of madness,’ but I would disagree because I would still have been in the madness had I
I’ve been secretly wanting to write this blog for years to challenge some of the views and opinions of a small minority of whom I refer to as the “Recovery
As a child written off by the school system, I could never have foreseen that my path would lead me from drug-induced psychosis to centre stage at the United Nations.
Recovery isn’t a destination; it’s a journey. For years, people told me to fake it until I made it. Only it was getting harder to hide my fears and doubts
It was whilst caring for my father in his battle with alcoholism that I first found solace in journaling. My writing fell silent when he passed, but the urge to
I ain’t nobody’s fool. And I have got a heart of gold, but lo and behold, if you try taking the piss. What you see is what you get. You
