Faith, personal

Work and Rest are a Surprisingly Difficult Balance.

My entire life exists in extremes. I've felt like this for a long time. I'm either working myself to the point of exhaustion or letting my life just stop. I don't know how to just exist anymore. Maybe I never have? I've spent a lot of time stopped in the last two years. I fulfil… Continue reading Work and Rest are a Surprisingly Difficult Balance.

mental health, recovery

To The Bone, a Recovery Reading.

In year 11 and 12 I did top level English. It was an interesting experience for all involved in my education. I was a bit of a mess at that point in my life and had sub-zero confidence in my ability to have an actual opinion on anything. Despite this, one of the most important… Continue reading To The Bone, a Recovery Reading.

mental health, personal

Thoughts on Rock Bottom

A few months ago Paramore released a new album, the first in a long time. Like last time there was a new Paramore album I was in high school and had a halfhearted emo fringe. So I was excited. It's a good album. It’s different, but I love it. But this post is not a… Continue reading Thoughts on Rock Bottom

mental health, recovery

Let Your Mornings Be New

Wake up, rub the sleep and flaking mascara from your tired eyes, drag yourself out of bed. Stumble to the bathroom, wherever it is in this empty quiet house that probably isn’t your own. Stare yourself down in the mirror. You look like some kind of 1950’s horror movie extra. Lips are so chapped they’re… Continue reading Let Your Mornings Be New

Faith, mental health

Everything gets bad again. (and, an optimistic life spoiler)

I was sitting in bed the other night, half doing a strange combination of things, scrolling through Tumblr, listening to whatever music came up next on shuffle, reading. Mostly thinking. There’s always this strange period of time, a kind of limbo, between taking my night meds and when they actually kick in properly and I fall… Continue reading Everything gets bad again. (and, an optimistic life spoiler)

anxiety, mental health

On Having Anxiety, Part 2//A Reflection

Part 1// I’m 18, a university student and part time admin assistant. I was sitting in my very first psychologist’s office, staring blankly at a wall, trying to ignore the sense of impending doom in my chest. We'd been discussing life, and I'd decided that it wasn't a thing I wanted to do anymore. "I… Continue reading On Having Anxiety, Part 2//A Reflection

life

Brii is back (and better than ever)

Hallo. I'm back. I haven't written here in over a year. Nearly a year and a half. A long time. Back in January 2016, I wrote about how 2015 had been a year. Sometimes I think I jinx myself by categorising events as the most challenging ever™ because 2016 was even more of ~a year~ than… Continue reading Brii is back (and better than ever)