One of the four psych ward stays I had they took a Polaroid of me and clipped it to the file. At some stage during the stay I saw the photo the right way up. OMG. I never would have believed I could look like that. I really looked like a dying person, I can't even put into words how I looked. The clinician suddenly realised I could see the photo and the look on my face as I looked at it and snatched it away and said, "Don't look at that".

On another tack, I am overweight, partially due to meds. A lot of the time I shower and dress for the day and except for the occasional time I see myself in a shop window and cringe at my size, I don't seem to put much thought into it. But when I am sick - Whooa! I say terrible things to myself like you're a big fat pig, you're worthless because you are fat, you will NEVER meet a nice man because no man would want you. It just goes to show - don't listen to your head when you're unwell - just treat your thoughts as light entertainment!! lol