I’ve always been known to say things that most people are thinking but wouldn’t dare to say out loud. Sometimes it will be for shock value, other times I honestly don’t even think what I’ve said is that bad. I’m baffled by the people staring at me with their jaws dropped to the floor because Negative Nancy was being an outright bish and someone needed to say it.  Basically, I definitely say some fucked up shit from time to time, I can come across downright mean. I’m sure it wouldn’t surprise you that I’ve dealt with some previous ‘anger issues’. Not only have I gone from 0 to 10 in a matt ..read more

This Monday, I received my usual daily call from my mother chatting about what shameful things I got up to on the weekend. We always touch on my mental health, just a quick check in where my head is at and she updates me on Australia. It’s no surprise that people around the world are suffering from extreme mental health issues, now more than ever, and Australia has recently seen a bigger spike in severe mental heath issues and suicide among teenagers.  …I couldn’t bare being a teenager.  High school is one of the topics I struggle to talk about the most. I can take the piss out of al ..read more

Arriving in London I was pretty nervous aka shitting bricks. It’s hard for people with Bipolar to be out of routine and jet lag is no friend of ours. My second day in, I was crying at a pub to my sister and her fiancé, complaining about feeling fat after the flight, as I stuffed my face with hot chips.  First week in I made a few new friends who realised I had a lit AF personality and invited me to Sardinia. Again…my nerves were at an all time high, I felt sick on my way to the airport, yet arrived with high energy for a 6am flight, rambling away about the basic bitch life to girls I’d ne ..read more

The week leading up to my departure was not as you’d expect. There was no drunk farewell dinner, no crying at 1am while I give my friends one last hug, it was low key AF. When I say low key I mean I was in isolation and a nervous wreck smoking Bond Street Gold Freeze Blast at 7am in the morning because I’m on a budget and Coles were out of the regular kind.  If you read my last post (if not please see clickbait here) you will know that a new requirement for me to travel was to have a negative COVID-19 test 96 hours before my flight. It’s safe to say this rattled me a bit…I was shook-eth ..read more

If you had told me pre Bipolar diagnosis that I would one day pack up my life and move to London, I would have thought ya’ll are drunk, high, or also have Bipolar and are talking shit. Even one year ago, the thought of moving to the UK terrified me… partly because London has ‘hard water’ that dries out your hair, but I looked into purchasing a shower filter.  But here we are! Five years post diagnosis, one year post shower water phobia, and I’m relocating to London in FIVE DAYS. My life is packed away into two suitcases, I’ve saved a shit ton…or partial… amount of ..read more

Now I like a drink as much as the next person, I mean who doesn’t like getting drunk AF and making horrible mistakes that will haunt you for the rest of your days? Sadly it is incredibly common for people with Bipolar to have addiction issues – one of them being alcohol, but why? Well, I never fucking knew until I decided to write about this for my blog but…alcohol has sedating side effects (no shit) and increases the severity of mania, which people with bipolar can find extremely pleasurable – thank you alcoholrehabguide.org.  Makes sense because I’m a ..read more

They say that Bipolar only ignites its symptoms and traits once you’ve gone through puberty. I don’t know that exact science behind this but that seems to be what happened to me.  It may be hard to believe but before the age of 5 I was incredibly shy. I was scheduled to start school a year early for my age, clearly because I was a fucking genius. Yet I could hardly speak to anyone, I would walk around with my head held down and if anyone were to ask me a question I would get my sister to answer for me. Along with this came high anxiety, I was fucking terrified of everything. It ..read more

Growing up I always knew something wasn’t quite right with me. You know those family movies you watch and there’s always one tragic sibling that causes unnecessary havoc – that was me. I’m the youngest of three children and being the youngest you usually have the most temper tantrums, can get away with anything, and will always be known as the ‘baby of the family.’  In my family, I was the princess of temper tantrums. From birthday dinners and Christmas Day to grocery shopping and nightly meals, I was almost always in tears and I don’t even know why. I would cry and scream about where we ..read more

Over the weekend I turned twenty-six and boy was it…interesting. I get super overwhelmed by my birthday every year, this one being no exception. I can’t even explain why, because I fucking love being the center of attention so you would think I love my birthday. But every year rolls around and I get anxious, I cry, get drunk, and then I have the next few days of trying to figure out how to pull myself out of this hole of depression I’m now in.  Surprisingly, I was excited about my birthday this year as I was hosting a dinner party for a few of my closest girlfriends. Every ..read more

In my experience, it can be hard for someone with a mental illness to believe we can hold down a relationship or even feel deserving of one. Am I a burden? Do I carry too much baggage? Can I be dramatic AF? Over the years I’ve had my fair share of relationships and I still remain on great terms with all of my ex’s, with the exception of one. Regardless, each relationship has taught me something different. Whether it be pre-Bipolar diagnosis or post, they’ve all played a part in shaping the woman I am today.  At the age of seventeen, I had my first ‘proper’ boyfriend. We had sleepovers and ..read more