I got my other wishes. Today I dressed myself. Fed myself. Left my flat and walked. I never take those things for granted. They will remain a privilege, rather then a right, for the rest of my life. Not because I believe they will go away. But because they are part of a long list of things I am overwhelmingly thankful for every day.
People tell you that things happen for a reason, often when the situation lacks any reason at all. I've been thinking a lot recently about life and it's challenges. The way I see it is that you live, you love, you often lose but then you continue to find a way to pick up the broken pieces or smooth the edges in order to live again.
Mental health problems can be so very isolating at times. Last week I was a bit of a social butterfly, catching up with three friends who I've not seen in far too long. Some days it's tricky, there have been times when seeing people has just been really hard and I've avoided certain social situations. This is a message to my friends...
It's an obvious question: how could hurting yourself provide any relief? Unfortunately I am seasoned to self-harm and its effects. I honestly wish I could be writing this with no scars from the times I hurt myself but I am scarred. I wish I lived without the urges but I occasionally yearn for the pain.
Sameer hastens up steep slopes and shoots down small winding trails through deep river valleys. His flip-flops make a clacking sound, as he paces through his village in the mountains of Gorkha. Around him, in stark contrast to the picturesque panorama, homes have turned into piles of rubble, burying clothes, food and furniture underneath...
The national debt doubled, wages stagnating, insecure and low paid work rampant, living standards falling and basic quality of life - having a vocation, a home, a family, being able to eat - becoming ever harder to obtain. The barometers of real economic health - wage growth, household debt, government debt, and productivity - are all pointing the wrong way.
We may not be able to do anything about your age (if only), but we sure can point you in the right direction when it comes to banishing your injury demons and getting back to your best. You turn 40 in December and we hope between now and then to have seen you in that famous green jacket one more time.