My mental health wasn’t the best when I was younger, as I was one of 10 siblings and our Dad would drink every night, making sure we were out the way and in bed by 6pm. This was extremely hard for me to go through every single night, plus I never understood why he didn’t want to sit and chat or spend time together like other families. He also favoured certain siblings which were equally frustrating and upsetting for me to deal with, although it must have been even harder for my younger siblings to try and comprehend what was going on. Eventually, my Mam left my Dad and went to a safe house for 6 months - I genuinely felt on top of the world for the first time. That was until my life crumbled back down and she went back, meaning my newfound positive outlook and sense of normalcy vanished in an instant.

Fast forward a few years and I gradually began to pick myself up and eventually made it to where I am now. Living in my own place, with a job I enjoy and my beloved dog by my side. When I’m not working, I love seeing my siblings, looking after my pets, and trying new things. So, for anyone who needs to hear this, remember your mental health really does matter!

I’m hoping to share more about my mental health journey in the future, so stay tuned! In the meantime, if you have any questions relating to my experiences, please get in touch via the links below!

Thanks For Reading - Amber