January 12, 2023 - 11:56 GMT hellomagazine.com It’s strange to think that there was a 'me' before my mental health diagnosis. A me who couldn't possibly have imagined how many highs and lows were to come - or how many times I’d come back fighting.
Heading to and from college? A panic attack. Seeing my favourite band at the time, The Wanted, playing The Roundhouse in Camden? A panic attack. While no panic attack is ever fun, this one saw paramedics take me backstage for observations and ultimately bump into the guys from The Wanted, but that’s a story for another day.Years passed and after much trial and error, I finally found something that truly uplifts my spirits after a bad bout of mental health.
Battling with my mind and not letting my brain go into overdrive was a mission in itself, and I realised I needed to find something that could give me control back, even if it was just for a few minutes a day. And this is where beauty came into the equation.