About a year ago – maybe a little bit more (!!) I turned 30! I was looking forward to the adventures this new decade would bring and it started off pretty well.
A few months in it became clear to the people closest to me that all was not well. I was very sad a lot of the time and eating was not my friend! I continued none the wiser assuming the way I felt was normal and that was just how life was.
Turns out I was wrong!
During the summer before I turned 31, I suffered with a nervous breakdown – the first stage of my crazy mental realisation. One of the things I have realised looking back is that it is really hard to know yourself that you are unwell..until it is too late! I thought everything was normal until that day.
Having that break was the first step on the road to recovery. My doctor and the mental health professionals couldn’t do enough for me. I had CBT (Cognitive Behavioural Therapy) and was put back together by my family and friends. I couldn’t have asked for a better support network and I can’t stress enough how important it is to speak to people about mental health.
The reason for this blog is for me to have an outlet to talk about my recovery but also a place to provide some help and insight into what it is like to suffer with and recover from the trinity of depression, anxiety and an eating disorder.