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20 Jun 2018 03:20 PM
20 Jun 2018 03:20 PM
Hearing you @Former-Member .....
21 Jun 2018 12:52 AM
21 Jun 2018 12:52 AM
You write beautifully, @Former-Member.
21 Jun 2018 02:27 AM
21 Jun 2018 02:27 AM
solstice blessings to all
21 Jun 2018 06:33 AM
21 Jun 2018 06:33 AM
Thst is so beautiful ❤️
21 Jun 2018 06:49 AM
21 Jun 2018 06:49 AM
Glad you like it, @BlueBay
21 Jun 2018 06:53 AM
21 Jun 2018 06:53 AM
Hi folks, this is what I wrote this morning in response to my illness dogging me lately..
I am struggling. Yesterday I recognised that I was officially down. I am so loath to use the word depressed because it is such a large word - being bandied about for everything and sundry, where as I just need it to describe the fact that my body is now in a mood all of it’s own and my mind must follow.
I wake up and she’s there. Stay in bed she says, nothing is good anymore. I can feel the shoulders of my mind shrug and it it so cold outside so now I have a battle on my hands. But it is early days and the first day of depression has hardly got me beat. Up, up! I whip the arse end of my horse flesh as if I am stuck in a bog and sure to drown if I am not ruthlessly firm. Once up I am an engine; put the kettle on, let the cat out, have a wee, take my tablet, stoke the fire, make the tea.
My guts are acid. I have noticed this for a while now and all I have done is have one vegetable juice. I know my guts and my mind are connected but I am so lazy I would almost rather be sick. I know this pattern. This is like my alcoholism. Drink; feel bad. Drink; feel bad. Drink; feel bad. I know how to fix this one because the folk at AA taught me.
Relinquish control. Have faith. Ask for help.
I am not a bus driver. Was I in control two nights ago when I couldn’t sleep so I put dance music on up loud in my head (which I never listen to) and danced in the dark (which I never do) and then took to painting a picture with my head torch on because overhead lighting really gives me the shits? This nutsy caper is not so bad I thought, if I only I could avoid injuries I reckon I could run all night.
Running at night is kind of special. Without a wide expanse of vision, no cars because everyone’s gone to bed and the music blaring in my ears it’s a bit like being in a float tank
...I imagine. It’s safe even though it’s a bit dangerous.
Imagine you are building a sand castle. You build it half way up the tide mark. When the tide is out you have keep running down to the sea to get water because your sand is drying out; don’t let your castle collapse! Then the tide turns, the water gets closer and that’s not so bad. But wait, here come the effing waves! Dig, dig! Divert the water! Work harder! Noooo! ...everything is broken. Disillusionment seeps in. You are sitting there, letting the waves pound you about, moving your body of it’s own free will. Slowly but surely the tide turns, the waves creep back and lo and behold; perfect castle building sand is exposed and you stare. How beautiful it is. I shall make something of that...
21 Jun 2018 06:36 PM
21 Jun 2018 06:36 PM
Fire and ashes
Fire burns memories
memories on pages
memories on cards
Fire burns photos
photos in colour
photos in grey
Ashes are left
when the fire has burnt
ashes of memories
ashes of photos
Fire and ashes
may clean out the room
but non of the memories
and non of the photos
will ever leave the victim
Fire and ashes
23 Jun 2018 01:34 AM - edited 23 Jun 2018 01:49 AM
23 Jun 2018 01:34 AM - edited 23 Jun 2018 01:49 AM
My sorrow is deep;
I bury it beneath me.
Its ghosts may rise;
I show them daylight.
24 Jun 2018 10:33 PM
24 Jun 2018 10:33 PM
Teddy bear Teddy bear
once I dissect you
theres nothing left of you
Teddy bear Teddy bear
wish you would f* off
with all my memories
26 Jun 2018 12:26 AM
26 Jun 2018 12:26 AM
friend
close with
out touching
and most times
a distance
still new
though minds
meet in
in the shadows
straining for
smoothness
while skin
grows older
deep understanding while
clinging to surface
lest we stop breathing
from fire in our meeting
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