About this blog
This blog was first conceived as a little platform for me in my own corner of the internet to write about living with mental illness. Before I went and got professional help, it’s safe to say that mental health really isn’t something that I talk about very much. After I opened up the conversation with my closest friends, however, I was surprised to see how many people are struggling with their own demons.
I’m not surprised at how much stigma there is around mental health. I have, after all, been on the other side and held my own prejudices and conceptions around this issue. By writing this blog, I’m hoping to dispel some of those misconceptions that people have about mental illnesses. I’m also hoping to make it easier for myself and others around me to talk about mental health openly since I personally don’t think there’s enough conversation around it. Also, I’m hoping that someone somewhere might feel less alone (you’re not. Honestly).
Because I had no real plan in mind for this blog apart from to share life, the posts published are a kaleidoscope of topics about mental health, medical school, day-to-day life, and God stuff. Click here to continue on to the blog. Happy reading!
Disclaimer: the contents of this site are largely my experiences and opinions and in no way reflect life for everyone with a mental illness. It’s also not meant to be taken in lieu of medical advice or treatment.
Oh, and also I gave aliases to everyone whom I’ve mentioned by name in these posts. If you recognise yourself in one of these pages and you’d prefer to keep your own name, do drop me a line.
For those of you who made it this far, I’m currently a 20ish-year-old medical student living and studying in the UK. I know it’s clichéd, but I first wanted to go into Medicine as a kid and never got around to changing my mind. Unfortunately, that’s not really a good enough reason to say in a medical school interview. I’m kidding. I love it.
My biggest hobby outside of Medicine (let’s be honest, though, it’s quite hard to have a life when I’m cramming for exams mid-May) is playing music. I’m actually a little bit of a snob when it comes to music. I should probably stop.
Last but not least, I love God. My immediate family are Christians. Living away from home has been a real litmus test on whether my faith was my parents’ or my own and, after a heap of doubt and a healthy dose of questions, I’m sure that my relationship with God is mine and mine alone.