Lads, I know the internet is FLOODED with Mental Health Day and Mental Health Week stuff. And the mantra ‘its ok to be not okay and it’s ok to ask for help’ has fused with public consciousness over the past while. And that’s all amazing. But I wanted to take a different tack with ye tonight. Continue reading “My Mental Health Everyday”
I’ve stood in the scorching sun (yeah, in Ireland, would you believe!?). I’ve stood in the wind that promised rain but didn’t deliver and occasionally I’ve stood in actual rain over the past few summers. I’ll tell ya, we get less of a rainy summer than we think we do! Continue reading “All-Weather Poncho-Selling: A Uniquely Irish Experience”
Yeah, yeah, it’s not a Sunday. But you know what? That’s ok. I think if I put that much pressure on myself to get this up and out every Sunday, then it would probably defeat the purpose. So, as long as I spent the Sunday actually self-caring, happy out. Continue reading “Self-Care Sunday – The Organisation Attempt”
Hi there! How are we all doing? Remember me? Yeah, I did that ‘radio silence’ thing again. Sorry! Hope ye didn’t miss me too much? Continue reading “Self-Care Sunday: The War on Anxiety”
Well look at that! I’m managing to get a Self-Care Sunday post up on an actual Sunday!! Wonders will never cease. Dare I say it…am I becoming…organised? Nah, there was a good hour or two there where I was convinced it was both earlier in the day and also still yesterday, but still, I’m gonna take my victories as they come, and getting my first one of these up on the right day in a month counts in my book! Continue reading “Self-Care Sunday #3 (and on an actual Sunday!)”
Well, it’s been a while since my first post in my self-care Sunday series! Three Sundays, to be exact. What happened? Well, let me fill you in! Continue reading “Self-Care…Saturday?”
There has been trojan work done in recent times in terms of breaking down the stigma around mental health in Ireland. I’m sure we all know it by now, but it never hurts to reiterate: it’s OK to be not OK, and it’s absolutely OK to ask for help.
If you’ve done that, sincerely, bravo. It’s an easy sentence to read, typed on a screen like that, but it’s not always easy to go to the point where you feel you can say out loud “I’m not OK”. And that’s OK, too. Continue reading “So you’re not ok and you’ve asked for help. Now what? “
Ten years ago, right at this moment, I was 18. I had just finished my first go-round of the Leaving Certificate, and was midway through my second attempt to achieve the points I needed to get into the course I wanted (I didn’t, but that’s another story). I was a brand, shiny new ‘adult’ and I hadn’t a clue what I was getting myself in for. Continue reading “Ten things I wish I knew Ten Years Ago”
One of the many hats I wear is as a part-time PhD student. I’m on a structured PhD in Child and Youth Research, registered as a psychology student. My thesis is centred around stress and coping in adolescence, rooted around the Leaving Certificate (major state exams in Ireland). Continue reading “Paywalls and Open Access: A Researcher’s Perspective”
Rather ironically, when I read the first few pages of Presence by Amy Cuddy, I was most certainly not present. I was supervising a second year undergraduate Psychology exam. For two hours, it was me, them and the silence, broken only by the occasional cough or turned page. Continue reading “On Being Present”
