I’m a freelance writer mostly covering health, education and parenting. I live with my husband, two kids, two cats and long-standing mental illness.
Since lockdown began, my bright, carefree, sociable girl has had her life turned upside down. Her bedroom is her classroom; her schoolwork set online.
Lucy’s #MadCovidDiaries 25.6.2020 She’s not a talker, my nine-year-old daughter. Not about her feelings, anyway. Even when she was in Reception, her teacher commented on how she never cried. ‘Sometimes I can see she really wants to,’ she said, ‘but she won’t let herself.’ She’s like me in that respect. I grew up keeping myContinue reading “Since lockdown began, my bright, carefree, sociable girl has had her life turned upside down. Her bedroom is her classroom; her schoolwork set online.”
If they kick me out of services, so be it, but I’m done with therapy – especially Covid-friendly Zoom therapy.
Lucy’s #MadCovidDiaries 18.6.2020 TW: Self harm Therapy in the time of Covid Throughout the years I’ve been under mental health services, I’ve been through many courses of therapy. None of them have proven particularly helpful, and nor did I expect them to. I firmly believe that my mental illness is down to screwy brain chemicalsContinue reading “If they kick me out of services, so be it, but I’m done with therapy – especially Covid-friendly Zoom therapy.”
Lucy’s #MadCovidDiaries 10.6.2020 @lucywriter As Covid-19 restrictions slowly ease, I find myself wondering whether we’re still in lockdown. In some ways, it no longer feels like lockdown now I can see my friends and family (albeit at a 2m distance and not on a rainy day unless we’re willing to get drenched in the park),Continue reading “Rather than lockdown, we’re in limbo”
Lucy’s #MadCovidDiaries 24.5.2020 TW: Self harm, suicide and thoughts of suicide are discussed throughout. ‘This pandemic is killing us for different reasons.’ Is it Week 8 of lockdown? Week 9? I don’t even know any more. All the days are blurring into one, all as bleak as each other. Life may be the same, theContinue reading “This pandemic is killing us for different reasons.”
Having my treatment come to such an abrupt end was devastating….I was far from stable, and the prospect of suddenly having my support withdrawn was frightening.
Lucy’s #MadCovidDiaries 18.4.2020 TW: Suicide There was a shocked silence in the lounge area of the acute day treatment unit (ADTU): a silence that lasted a good 60 seconds. Then the questions started. Did we have to go home right now? Would we get home visits? What was going to happen about medication management? ItContinue reading “Having my treatment come to such an abrupt end was devastating….I was far from stable, and the prospect of suddenly having my support withdrawn was frightening.”