THE COLOUR OF MADNESS
A Blog About Living with Mental Illness
Tag: eating disorder
The Suicide Dress
**Trigger Warning: Eating Disorders, Suicidal ideation. If you are feeling triggered please call your local suicide hotline. I remember the evening I bought the dress, it was 2013 and I was thumbing through a sale rack killing time before a psychology appointment and halfheartedly… Continue Reading “The Suicide Dress”
Story Time…
*Trigger Warning* Anorexia, Suicide, Self Harm, Dissociation It’s so much easier to judge ourselves than to judge others, for some reason everybody seems to hold themselves to a higher standard than others. But we’re all human, we all make mistakes and thank goodness for… Continue Reading “Story Time…”
The Water
Growing up was hard for a variety of reasons, my mental and emotional health has been questionable for most of my life, even as a little kid my peers found me unpredictable and annoying, their parents felt I was a bad influence, then I… Continue Reading “The Water”
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the ugliest of them all? I have written about this subject before, probably several times in various ways, but I will bore you all again anyway because, well, it’s my blog and I can do what I want… Continue Reading “Mirror, Mirror”
Lovers, Not Fighters
Things have spiralled so quickly. There are a lot of wonderful, kind doctors and nurses in my world talking with each other at the moment and trying to make things happen quickly for me but they keep forgetting to tell me what their plans… Continue Reading “Lovers, Not Fighters”
The Fattening
I look upon my expanding body, rolls of fat protrude and spill over the fabric of my underwear. In the mirror, I see before me my naked frame, I see in all its glorious details my failure as a woman, as a person. I… Continue Reading “The Fattening”
Life After Anorexia
I saw you standing there in the supermarket and I recognised you immediately, even though we had never met. Your painfully thin frame draping in clothes that were far too big yet to you they were a comfort blanket of protection between yourself and… Continue Reading “Life After Anorexia”
Maybe There’s Hope After All
Last week when I walked into my psychiatrist’s office I was suicidal and broken, I had left feeling even worse than I started which was only fueled by a parting comment by my psych about eating cake which I wrote/whined about here, anyway, she… Continue Reading “Maybe There’s Hope After All”
Have Your F’ing Cake
This is really silly. You know those little comments someone makes, someone you trust and think knows you, those little comments that make you wonder if they have understood anything you have been saying to them at all? Ever? I know I am being… Continue Reading “Have Your F’ing Cake”
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