I haven't seen a therapist before, I've turned to my GP so many times and tried to explain my concerns but I feel like she doesn't take in half of what I say. She types away on her computer, signs off on a repeat-prescription and tells me to come back when I'm low on medication. Just about convinced last time that I was struggling with sleep, something physical as opposed to a mental issue, and she sorted out a referral to a sleep clinic easy enough.

I've bottled this all up for 8 years and it finally got the best of me back in November after a sour relationship. I self-harmed at the start, managed to let go of for a number of years and now it's all I think about day in day out. I never thought I could tell anyone any of it before but after the initial acceptance that I needed help and I first opened up to my parents about it, I found myself pushing to tell every one of my friends at uni. Now I'm back home I suddenly realised I don't have any friends here at all, and I'm eventually going to lose touch with everyone from uni.. And that's a real huge trigger for me.