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I know it can sometimes be hard to believe, but every single one of you matter; don't ever forget that 😘

I'd love to see you all celebrating yourselves, because YOU matter. So what is a quality in yourself that you'd like to celebrate? What's your favourite thing about yourself? Let us know in the comments! -@hans_mhrecovery 😘


Jonathan, 33, Fallbrook, CA *****TW: MENTIONS SUICIDE ATTEMPT*****
. “I was raised in the suburbs of Washington D.C. in Northern Virginia. Having fun was what I cared about, I didn’t worry much.  Years went by, I got older and at the beginning of the school year in 1995 my family moved to Portland Oregon.  Fast forward to 2003.  I didn’t know what a mental health crisis was until my senior year of high school. It was the beginning of February it was going to snow and I was about to have a mental breakdown. I had recently visited Virginia Tech, a school I had applied to, with friends from my high school. My hopes were high that I would be accepted that year. As I pondered college plans, I decided that I was tired of being anxious and unhappy. There had to be something else besides alcohol that let me relax and have a good time. Maybe if I read books, I thought to myself.  Eventually I was reading more often and I started to feel better. I didn’t drag my feet, optimism returned to the experience of living, things were looking up. The next day I felt better, and better still the next day, I started sleeping less but didn’t become tired. This was the beginning of the breakdown.

Everything was easy, I felt wonderful. It was now snowing, I walked into the store and not one single person was present. At 7 pm on this snowy evening I walked out of the grocery store with two cases of beer. Nobody saw me and to this day I have no answer as to why not even an employee was in the store. The beer went in the car and the car headed to a friend’s house. That evening I got drunk and hung out with a friend. I felt good, better and better. My thoughts became increasingly irrational. I believed that I had found heaven and that reality was simply a projection of my mind. All I had to do was figure out the obstacles in my reality that I put there to keep myself from getting too bored. I was in full blown mania for the first time in my life.

I spent the night there at my friend’s house, and I continued to drink.  I arrived at a local dealership," For the full story, go to ❤️


Mental Health Awareness Week - Day 7 - What will you do beyond this week?

As great as it's been to see everyone talking about mental health this week, the battle to raise awareness doesn't stop here. We need to keep talking about mental illness and raising awareness 365 days of the year 💪

So what will you do to keep raising awareness and to keep the conversation around mental health going beyond this week? Let us know in the comments below 😊 -@hans_mhrecovery ❤️


10 REASONS WHY PUTTING YOURSELF FIRST IS IMPORTANT “In everyone’s life there comes a time when you lose yourself. You lose yourself in pain, in passion, in another person, in your daily routine, in your job, in your dreams about the future, in the worries about the present or the grieve about times long past. I, like everyone, got lost along the way, perhaps I was lost just a little more than most people. I was caught up in what seems like a chronic inability to be happy, to live in the moment, because I kept putting everything and everyone before myself, but in the long run, I lost more than I gained and I reached a point of not only physical, but also mental exhaustion that took a long while to recover from.

In light of mental health awareness week (May 14-20), I have decided to talk about putting yourself first and why it’s important that everyone of us, while remaining empathetic, loving adults, learns that taking care of your mental and physical wellbeing is more important than any (social) obligations ever.

First of all, it’s important to realise that, putting yourself first, is not, in no way, ever selfish, but, simply-put, a survival mechanism; we’re exhausted – we rest – we feel refreshed, we’re hurt – we take time to heal – we get better. That’s how it’s supposed to be. But, let’s be honest, we’ve all gone to work with the worst cold in the world, we’ve all pulled numerous all-nighters to meet a deadline, we’ve all attended parties on nights when all we wanted to do was curl up on the couch, eat ice cream and watch TV or just go straight to bed, we’ve all met up with friends, visited our grandparents or watched our neighbour’s cat, because five weeks ago we promised we would. Now, the thing is, obviously there are times we absolutely can’t cancel, there are times we have to dress up, show up and impress, no matter what. But in order to be able to push through these things, we need balance and sometimes, taking a day off of work is just the balance we need. Let’s look at phones, for example – when our phone’s battery dies, what happens? It turns off and needs to be recharged.

For the full post from @sarah_lahatto, go to ❤️


@kay_ska - I am SO EXCITED to be able to share my collaboration with a wonderful, organic & ethical clothing company @innerstand_ldn .
Together we are brining you this mental health tee that means a lot to me! And it’s so great to already see so many amazing Warriors wearing it!😃🙌🏻

I feel like the word Warrior describes someone who is incredibly strong and battles through and conquers their challenges.

Everyone who has ever gone through any life struggles or is going through recovery is a warrior to me. It can really be a daily battle and takes soo much strength to face. •
We are warriors because we battle through! We are strong, courageous and so determined. •
Even though a warrior is strong and brave, sometimes the battles and pain they endure causes them to fall, but only for a brief moment.
Warriors may fall, but they get back up and keep fighting.👊🏻

You can now buy the 100% organic cotton t-shirt, in grey, white and black, link in the bio☺️🙌🏻


Mental Health Awareness Week - Day 4 - What can people say?

Once again in honour of MHAW we want to hear from you! Today we want to know what the most people can/should say to people with mental illness to support them. Maybe someone's said something which you really appreciated (see image for what my friend said to me), maybe you got some useful advice, or maybe there's something you wish people would say. Let us know in the comments below 😊 -@hans_mhrecovery 💜


Mental Health Awareness Week - Day 3 - What do you wish people knew about mental illness?

Hello lovelies! For day 3 of mental health awareness week we want to hear from you again. So what do you wish people knew about mental illness? This could be about specific mental illnesses that you suffer with or just in general. Maybe there's a big misconception that you want to put straight. Let us know in the comments below! 😊❤️ -@hans_mhrecovery 💖


Jessica, 26, Manchester “In the picture, I look like I really had everything together. The reality was I didn’t and behind this picture my mind was sending me into a downwards spiral.

Although sometimes shy when I first met people, I always considered myself quite confident. I was always up for a new adventure, a chance to travel to new places and to meet new people, I was quite an independent person, so when I was first diagnosed with anxiety I really struggled in accepting the diagnosis. I know now this was purely because I didn’t have a proper understanding of anxiety. I thought people who battled anxiety were nervous around people, almost jittery, I thought they would be socially awkward, not want to go out, I suppose I mainly looked at it as fear. And even though these are symptoms of anxiety I just didn’t feel they applied to me. I would still socialise with my friends, I would go out on my own with Zach as a new-born, I wasn’t afraid to take myself to the local library to join in one of the baby clubs, so how could I have anxiety?

Now I look back its glaringly obvious I did but its only because I’ve become more educated on anxiety. If one thing fell out of routine for me then my mind would spiral. I would start to imagine every scenario of where something had gone wrong, for example if my partner didn’t call back in a certain amount of time I would be out of my mind with worry, convinced that the worst had happened. If a friend didn’t return a text right away I would worry they had fallen out with me. If I let a family member look after Zach I imagined everything going wrong (even though they had way more practice than me!). I was even scared and worried about my appearance offending people.

It left me not really engaging properly in anything I did, my mind was constantly spinning around with worry, envisioning the worst-case scenario for everything. It led to me shutting down, switching off completely. There were days where I would be completely racked with anxiety that I couldn’t eat, let alone drink.." For the full story, go to ❤️


Mental Health Awareness Week - Day 1 - What does mental health mean to you?

Today marks the start of Mental Health Awareness Week, the start of the week where it is deemed somewhat more socially acceptable to discuss a topic that we should be talking about every day of the year.

1 in 4 people suffer from a mental illness of some sort. If you don't, then statistically someone close to you will, you just might not know it, because we live in a world where if something is wrong with you physically you're allowed to discuss it, but if the illness involves your brain there's a taboo.
To kick off our 7 days of posts in honour of MHAW, we want to know what mental health means to you? So let us know in the comments lovelies ❤️ -@hans_mhrecovery


@kay_ska - Did I mention that we WON UK BLOG AWARDS in the Health & Social Care category!!?????!?🙊😭💃🏻🎉

Just wanted to say a huuuuuuge THANK YOU once again, to every single person who has voted for us in the @ukblogawards ! To every single one of you who has shared your story on this blog - this blog exist because of you! And you inspire me every single day, thank you!🙏🏻
And to everyone who keeps supporting this page/our blog, it doesn’t go unnoticed! I really appreciate every single one of you!
And of course, the wonderful ambassadors that help me sooo much to keep on top of all emails and social media and generally help to keep everything going more smoothly, @sarah_lahatto @redheadcass & @hans_mhrecovery !!! You are all truly incredible and I’m so honoured to have you on board!💖

I created this blog at the lowest point in my life and I am forever amazed and so grateful by seeing it grow sooo much and helping thousands of people! •
Mental health stigma still exists, but I feel like together we can and already are making a difference!
Let’s keep talking about it, sharing our stories and never be ashamed of our mental health issues!🙌🏻❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 @kay_ska #mentalhealthmatters


Margherita, 19, London “This is my story, my passion, my pain & my recovery. When I was young, I was happy. I was a free spirit, known by my family as, ‘the wild one.’ But I was also determined, and my determination became a vulnerability.

When I was just twelve, I was accepted into a very prestigious ballet school to attend an associate course on Saturday mornings. At this time in my life I had only been dancing for a few short months, so the news came as an unbelievable surprise, I couldn’t quite believe it and my passion to continue dancing was flying. Although when I lost my place at the school just two years later, I felt crushed. However not only did I feel crushed but I also felt fuelled! I was full of determination to improve my dancing and get myself back there.

But the harder I worked to improve, the higher I felt the pressure rise inside me to become the ‘ideal’ dancer and I soon began to channel all of my energy into changing my physique. My passion to improve soon turned to pain.

I had found purpose in ballet. I felt like an accomplished artist who inspired many with peak control of my physicality. But my competitiveness, came at a price.

My love for ballet drove me to attempt to mold my body into an unrealistic and stereotypical ‘ballerina’ physique. This obsession lead me into a dark pit where I suffered with anorexia nervosa for 6 long years. My devotion to dancing had met my false deception on how a ballerina must ‘look’. My devotion to fulfil the extreme demands of my craft pushed me to the limits of what a human body could take – I found myself in a downward spiral – striving to achieve perfection, no matter how painful it was starting to become.

All and any progress I had made would be disguised by a false sense of failure and resentment had started to take over – my burning desire to be the best I could be had misguided my perception of reality. Every time I saw myself in the mirror, the hatred for myself grew and festered, withering away at my body.

I felt sick, but – perhaps worse – I felt like I deserved to feel this way..." For the full story, go to 💜


You are all braver than you will ever know 💜 -@hans_mhrecovery 💖


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