It’s been awhile since I’ve walked this dusty road, but I remember it well. That spot there, where the sun never quite reaches, is where I found myself on my knees praying to a god I didn’t believe in. Bodies upon bottles upon razor blades gleaming with self-harm and a cocaine glow fill the ditches … Continue reading The Long Road Home
Category: Self-harm
The Good Girls Are Always Found
I have broken my own bones, splintered them and placed them into bags, dozens of bags of me, and I have thrown them from the windows of speeding cars in hope that you will find me after the crash, somewhere where the good girls would never go, littered between back alleys in the dark parts, … Continue reading The Good Girls Are Always Found
Today is Self Harm Awareness Day
I wrote a piece for IBF awhile back that they use in their resource section, and one for Psych Central as well. Here I will sum those up a little. While I see the progress that we have made in understanding, treating and accepting mental illness, there is still a mountain of misinformation that is … Continue reading Today is Self Harm Awareness Day
If I Could – Nicole on FC
A huge thank you to Julie Anderson and Feminine Collective for publishing one of my most personal pieces today. I wrote this one quite awhile back in response to people dismissing my illness. If I Could
Nourish Your Soul – Shareen Mansfield
I am so pleased to welcome the brilliant and beautiful Shareen Mansfield to The Lithium Chronicles. I absolutely love Shareen and everything that she does at Open Thought Vortex, and for everyone who crosses her path. Welcome to TLC, Shareen. Nourish Your Soul by Shareen Mansfield I haven’t written much the past few months. The … Continue reading Nourish Your Soul – Shareen Mansfield
I have fallen
I have fallen hard, swirled to the bottom of a bottle of Jack, stuck to the blade after the perfect line was cut. I have had life breathed back into me, great thrusts upon my heart cracking ribs, as if pain could will me to stay. I walked the halls of the damned, kissed death … Continue reading I have fallen
Crazy, Cancer & Chuckles
Last month Stephanie Bennett-Henry and I wrote something together that touches on Stigma. I was reluctant to post it for (get this) fear of offending people. How ridiculous is that? Pretty ridiculous considering the disgusting comments and jokes that people are making today, in regard to Sinead O'Connor. I swear to God, some of you need … Continue reading Crazy, Cancer & Chuckles
In All That I Am – Nicole Lyons
In All That I Am If I could draw a blade across my wrist to show you that my veins clog with the sludge of ugliness, you would never again ask me, “Why are you so tired?” If I could crack open my skull to free my mind, you would see that it is not … Continue reading In All That I Am – Nicole Lyons
Crazy is a Luxury
It's finally here, the day has come when I see my GP about an ECT consult. The medication/psychiatric merry-go-round is killing me. I can't do this anymore. I haven't left my house in weeks, I haven't written for PC because let's be honest, I'm not doing so well with "Living well with mental illness" and … Continue reading Crazy is a Luxury
Twenty-six Pages
Remember when I said I was going to get the pharmacist to print out every single medication I have been prescribed since 2012? Well here it is and it is a whopping 26 pages long. There is shit on here that I had to Google, absolutely no fucking clue what it was, and no recollection … Continue reading Twenty-six Pages
