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A place where the physiological and the psychological work together :) Health and Wellbeing
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My name is Allison, I generally introduce myself as Allison two L’s. It’s particularly important now with email… I have lived the ‘I sent you an email’ ‘no you didn’t, how did you spell my name’ conversation more often than any other, but I digress..
I am 51 years old and I have spent most of my adult life suffering or living with, as I am told that living with is a more politically correct explanation, but is doesn’t fit me. So I have suffered from mental illness most of my adult life, and probably before that, but I grew up in the seventies and such things were not discussed and therefore didn’t exist for people like me…..
I have spoken candidly of voice hearing as a child and how comforting I found it, so imagine my shock when I found out that only ‘Mad’ people hear voices… the confusion!! I didn’t feel mad, I felt normal, I didn’t think I looked mad, don’t mad people scream a lot and look dishevelled (I was only 13!!). So I kept it to myself, until 2010 when I was 44 and in the midst of a catastrophic breakdown. So I admitted to my psychiatrist and subsequent therapists what went on in my head.. jeez and how did they repay my honesty.. I was put on medication that destroyed who I was and has had a massive impact on me physiologically ever since, that’s how. I was diagnosed with BPD, CPTSD and Anxiety and I suffered (there is that word again) a psychosis, self-harmed and find relationships difficult (I was going to say found, but that wouldn’t be the truth). So I have been in the darkest place, and with the help of a therapeutic community here in Oxford I have come out the other side, with only my need to talk to myself and some anxiety as a reminder of those days, yes I am that person you see on the bus that mutters and chats to herself, and everyone avoids sitting next to me (silver lining..).