mental health warrior

The frequency of L.A.

The frequency of L.A.

Right now I am sat on a plane to Vancouver. I have never been to Canada. I don’t know anyone there. And in all honesty I don’t even remember why I was determined to make it one of my stops in the first place.

After packing my bags in London and embarking on a floating-around-the-globe adventure, I spent a month in Los Angeles, with a pit stop in Las Vegas and the Grand Canyon. 

My mental health wake-up call: A cuppa with the cops

My mental health wake-up call: A cuppa with the cops

Over the past decade I have pretty much read every self-help book this planet has to offer. I have fallen deeply for Oprah and Tony, I have turned spiritual to ask the universe for help, I have tapped into various religions and I tried a tonne of goal-setting journals. It would be a lie to say that nothing has worked. A lot of things stuck with me but I learned that my depressed and anxious feelings will always find me. There have been temporary victories at times but everything started to change more fundamentally when I asked others for help, and by that I mean actual people - not youtube videos.