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I’m me. Not broken, not cracked, not mental. Just me.

I don’t have a personality disorder, I have a personality that doesn’t fit, or rather, that didn’t fit. I’ve spent the last hour sitting with my thoughts, as suggested by Therapist 3.0. I’ve had the phone switched off, I haven’t been writing, I’ve literally just been sitting. It’s quite amazing where my mind has taken me. I have spent my whole, entire life trying to fit, whatever that may mean….

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Stages

After quite a bit of thought, I’ve decided to take a break from sessions with Therapist 2.0. Don’t panic, this isn’t me doing my usual back away when things get tough. It’s actually quite the opposite. I’ve come across another therapist, let’s just go ahead and call him 3.0, and he’s helping me to build on the compassion focused work I did with 2.0, and take it a step further….

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No Room

The kindness and generosity of people never ceases to amaze me. One of my friends (who shall remain nameless because she’ll be mortified otherwise) has taken it on herself to try and do something to tackle the homelessness crisis. How? By actually doing something. How many of us see a post on facebook, read an article, pass someone in the street and think, ‘oh, that’s just horrible, something has to be…

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Guest post – I’m hearing voices in my head

Aidan O’Connell, End the Stigma I have had a variety of diagnoses thrown at me over the years. I was told I had Generalised Anxiety Disorder,  I was told I had OCD. After I buried my girlfriend in 2008, I was clear I had PTSD. I have a Pain Specialist who has diagnosed me with Fibromyalgia. As a kid, Aspergers , High Functioning Aspergers was mentioned. I have displayed symptoms…

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Guest post – A good girl goes to rehab

By Caroline McGraw “They tried to make you go to rehab, and you said yes, yes, yes. I’m so proud of you for saying yes to life … to this opportunity to find healing, peace, and adventure.” Sitting on my bed reading those words out of a close friend’s card, I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry. My friend’s paraphrase of Amy Winehouse’s famous lyrics made me smile even…

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Parts of me

  I feel like I’m losing my mind, I certainly can’t see the wood for the trees right now. There’s an anger bubbling away in the pit of my stomach that’s threatening to boil over at the slightest provocation. A few weeks ago, Therapist 2.0 had me think about a particular situation from the perspective of the different parts of me, which meant in the first instance I had to…

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Equine therapy

I don’t know where to start. Back during the summer, a group in Galway called Horses Connect got in touch and asked me if I’d like to meet to see what equine therapy is all about. Between one thing and another I never got round to it, until this morning. I hadn’t much idea what it was about and really didn’t know what to expect, but never in a million years…

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An ideal world?

I think I’m having a fairly serious identity crisis at the moment. Everything that I talked about with Therapist 2.0 on Monday is rolling around at the back of my head. I’m just off the phone from a spectacular meltdown with Hubby because I’m questioning absolutely everything – my motivation, conscious and otherwise, my beliefs about myself, about what I’m doing with my life, where I’m going with it, where…

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Comfort zone

I don’t know where to start. There’s so much swimming around my head that I want and need to make sense of, but I’ve come up against a fairly significant problem with writing. I work my thoughts out most effectively when I write, more specifically, when I write for the blog. If I write just for me, I can’t seem to make as much sense of it, I guess because…

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