423. Why do I do it to myself.

I’ve been struggling. In truth I’m stressed with work,and when I’m stressed, I quickly lose my ability to cope.

OH is working a long day, so it’s just been me and little man. I found it hard to cope. I shoved my eyepad before his eye as much as I could. I avoided him, I grew frustrated with him, and in turn he grew whiney, and clingy.

Its not his fault, it’s mine. So this evening I’ve given in to temptation, I’ve done what I needed to do, to get me through today.

It hurts now. Why do I do this to myself.

Loopy x

415. A better place.

I don’t precisely know why, but I’m feeling better. I think my combo of meds is working.  I think the good weather is uplifting and I think I’m gaining confidence with little man. 
I need now to wean off my zopiclone and diazepam but I’ve been doing it slowly since coming home from hospital.  I’ve not self harmed in ages, and I’ve not been purging anywhere near as much as usual.

I’m just in a better place, and it feels good.  I hope I can sustain this and have more good days  

Now if I could only sort out my sleep. The meds combo is working during the day, but oh my word I’m having night terrors! and incredibly scratchy painful dry eyes.

One day at a time Loopy.  You’ll read this saying alot as it is my new mantra.

Loopy x

413. The best medicine.

I’m a mum, I’m a good mum, no actually I’m a great mum!!! I need to be kinder to myself. 

COVID had been horrendous for many reasons but for me the isolation and lockdown with my beautiful, funny, cheeky, boisterous little man, has shown me I can do this.  I love him and he loves me too. 

Just take each day as it comes and tackle one thing at a time.

I CAN DO THIS!!!!

Loopy x

410. It was hard but ……

we made it………

I had little man all day, whilst Daddy went to work.  Our first real time together since I’ve come out off hospital.

It was a difficult day, but also one I’m proud off.  I shed some tears, almost called the ward for help, almost called granny to say I couldn’t cope, but then the emotional wave passed and I perserveered.

My conclusion though is that my main issue is 100% untreated postnatal depression and recovery from that needs to be my main focus.

The meds will not solve anything and the self esteem issues and self hatred will hopefully ease if I can just get the right help. 

I hope little man had no idea.  I hope I’m not damaging him.  I hope he knows that i do Iove him and i hope I can beat this.

Loopy x

409. I had to bring him home.

I’m out on leave from the hospital, and our plan was to see how it goes for a few days before bringing little man home from granny’s 

I’ve been low all day.  I’ve been a little weepy and lost for things to do.  I’ve contemplated downing drugs and other means.

What surprised me though, is that my heart ached for little man.  I practically begged OH to trust me, and bring him home.

At granny’s my little hero leaped out the front door, sprinted shoeless across pebbles and tarmac, and flung his arms around me.  We squeezed each other tightly and both faught back little tears.

Our relationship is a little complicated, and I need help with that but……

Little man is home where he belongs! and I must must MUST not let him down or abandon him again.

Loopy x

408. Home again

6 weeks on a psych ward and pretty much zero improvement.  I’m out on leave until Tuesday and then I’ll be discharged. 

Basically we all recognised that the stay was off no benefit, and without being allowed to burn, my use of ligatures just escalated. 

So I’m back home, on a ridiculous regimen of meds, and little hope going forward.  How do I get help here? How do I get better? How on earth will I cope when little man comes home from granny’s on Sunday.


I am happy to be back in my own bed though, with no restrictions and OH’s arms wrapped tightly around me.

Loopy x

404. Blue in the face.

Literally….. tonight I hid in our laundry room, tied pj bottoms tight around my neck and I waited.

I waited for the throbbing head, the pulsing in my neck, my closing puffy eyes and unconsciousness. 

I was found, quickly untangled and checked over.  The urge has been building all day.  I had earlier spoken with a nurse and asked her to remove items.

The tipping point though, was dinner after which I felt fat far fat, so puked also losing my lorazepam. Already anxious and tense I rang little man to say good night. 

The call upset me.  He’s changing, growling up and growing used to life without me.  He and OH do well without me.

The path ahead feels monsterouus, and my reserves are low. 

I must stop self destructing. I’m ruining all our lives.

Loopy x

403. Getting the boot.

I’ll be flung out tomorrow
I suspect.  All the nurses hate me   I’m difficult and I keep trying to ligature to stop my thoughts and to end it all.


In their eyes I’m putting us all at risk off corona virus. 
The staff find me, Rip the ligature off and the bolt.  I’m not even asked if I’m ok, but I have now had 3 bollockings for it.

I can’t help it.  All I want is to die and allow my boys to.continue their happy lives without me.

I don’t want to be albino and visually umosired anymore.  I don’t want to fail at work.  I don’t want to get fat.  I don’t want to look at myself in the mirror and continue to hate the image staring back.

I’m a horrible, selfish person, which this world
could do without. 

No one can help me and apparently “your not trying hard wbough”
I am though but I’m done

Loopy x

399. It’s all go!!

I’m on a psych ward, eyeing up ligature points, and trying to find a gap to do it.

OH has done his back in.
Sis in law is away into labour…. and did someone mention a wee virus floating about.

I’m so fucking selfish. I want to hang. I want to pass out and not wake up.
There are two many things to solve and I’m making no progress here.

Although they do keep me rather sedated.  Yup give the addict yet more pills!!! That will help, NOT!

Loopy x

398. Mothers day

I could only see him over whatsapp.  Bloody corona virus!!!
I’ve felt sad all day, but I’m not sure what it truly stems from.

Is it that I’m missing little man today, or is it that saying goodbye on WhatsApp brought me some refeif. 
He kissed the phone and smiled at me, but he was also rather distracted by the telly.  I was not top off his interests.

Why would I be? I suck!

Loopy x