Twice this week I have read the words of intelligent persons extolling the virtues of CBT. That is twice too many. These are not scientists, nor psychologists, but individuals who have been shown the therapy, found it useful and feel compelled to recommend it to others. It may appear to be altruistic, but it can…
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Tomorrow, 10 October, is recognised by the World Health Organisation as World Mental Health Day. The theme that was chosen for 2020 is “Mental Health for All”. On this, the penultimate day I have decided to post three poems that I wrote about specific mental health issues that I have: bipolar affective disorder and complex…
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I’ve just come to after a deep, impenetrable sleep. Almost three hours of shutdown as my head recharged itself. Previous to that had been three hours of cold that nipped at my core, of weariness that sapped my lifeblood, of numbness than silenced me. What goes on in my head at these times? Just as…
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Washed-up 1 That washed-up image of a girl I see, I knew her once, or was it she knew me? She touches her cheek as I touch mine, mouths the words I speak; takes a while to recognise now gazing back through unmoving eyes proving my mind’s winding away as lathered foam in deluged pools…
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My friend has gone I feel exhausted by smiles that have no depth by words that have no meaning things to say to while away the hours minutes seconds of her stay relieved to say my friend can’t stay but who can clear the fall-out, the fear and stay quite near now that my friend…
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Reason to go on: Survival Reaching out Reaching out into the darkness I catch at emptiness. Feelings cannot penetrate the armour plating of my thoughts. SecretsShh! Don’t breathe a word – not a syllable to a soul, share my secret, take my burden as your own.Shh! Listen to me – not a word to pass…
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marilyn unmasked 