Mental health, A Letter & Me

The stories we tell ourselves become who we are.   I guess this is me telling my story. Although it’s not a story in the traditional sense with a start and an end – a neat beginning and a well-formed conclusion; it’s life. It’s messy and chaotic yet simple and repetitive. It’s changing all the time, whilst staying the same. It’s full of closed doors, packed full of open ones. I’ve been using this space to write and explore for exactly a year now. Whilst I’ve touched on my own experiences with Mental Health issues as a way of exploring…
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