Mental Health Adventures

Have you ever felt like life is going pretty smoothly, and then suddenly, something trips you up, pulling you back into old habits or thought patterns? This happened to me recently. Things were going well. I was working, earning a living, and maintaining a good routine. I had a solid support network and even took a week off work to enjoy a well-earned rest. Life was good. But then, everything shifted. Without my routine to anchor me, I stayed up late because "I could," slept in longer than usual, and let the days blur together. At first, it felt like freedom. But soon, I found myself spiraling. The familiar weight of emotional pain hit me hard, like the world had yanked the rug from under my feet. I felt like I’d been transported back to a dark time in my life—a time marked by depression, suicidal thoughts, and a stay in a mental hospital. Those same scarred thoughts resurfaced: I want to die. A wave of mental and physical panic overtook me, and I was desperate for relief. O...

Hi all, I have asked my network of fellow bloggers for their take on their own mental health journey, either of themselves or of those they support. My good friend Nick Mance has offered the following blog post. Please welcome this as a 'Guest Blog'. Any feedback or comments welcome. You can contact me at  mentalhealthadventuresuk@gmail.com Cheers Tom Exelby "A few weeks back I took my gloom for a walk, trying to shake it off. It’s hardly a reliable solution. Sometimes by escaping the four walls of responsibility and drowning out my thoughts with music I find myself released. Sometimes, if I can find a patch of wilderness somewhere and break free of the imagined gaze of “society” I can truly break free and dissolve into a weeping, snot-flowing, shoulder-shaking ball. Those are the moments I feel most real, as though I’ve been playacting life and the mask has finally come loose. Those are the moments I feel closest to God. On the evening in question, I found no release. I...