I know plenty of other people like me who ‘catastrophize’: always worrying that the absolute worst is going to happen in every situation.

It was January, 2018, before I realised I had social anxiety

The roots of our shamefulness run deep...

Severe difficulty in making arithmetical calculations, as a result of brain disorder.

We’re delighted to reveal our new name and vision to you: we're going forward Fearlessly!

An ode to the feelings of fear and wonder that creativity in motion brings

I simply channeled my anxiety and depression into overwork

It’s time to stop focussing on your perceived blemishes and flaws

You’d always sit there and watch the others, because they were ‘good’ at things.

Fear needs to be felt and acknowledged like any other emotion.

A comic by Alice McCall

This is something that may provide a little bit of support

The person that I present to be differs greatly from how I, perceive me

Ericka Waller pens one of her usual “lists of failures”, but this time adds a second -- of her day’s successes

Guilt has flourished into acceptance and the ability to move on rather than constantly striving then failing to change the past.

By definition alone, failure’s a negative word. Who wants to fail in life?

People define success as winning the lottery but winning the lottery is a very rare chance

My emotions are clashing ; My heart is heavy

The end of a relationship is also a new beginning...

Charlotte Eyres on the positive opportunities we can design by viewing failure more constructively

Living for years with untreated Schizophrenia, things had worsened to the point that I lost all concept of reality.

Throughout my recovery, I have learned so much about the mind and mental health in general, and I’d like to share eight habits that I’ve had to either let go of or introduce into my life.

It can be fairly common for people to get sad when the nights draw in, but what happens when this sadness turns into Seasonal Affective Disorder...

As I reach out into a world full of possibility, I find wounds in me that I didn’t realise needed healing.

I have to turn my social media off at Christmas as everyone shares the mountains of presents they gave or received.

It's hard to know where to begin when it comes to my mental health, which seems strange because it's something I think about every day.

I explain my apathy whilst they assess my risk

I bought myself a crown off Amazon ; A cheap plastic thing with glued on jewels

Let me stay in one place, centralise, just for a moment, please

With 1 in 4 adults known to experience mental illness, the scale of those affected is clearly vast and yet...

Chief Executive of Stellar Quines talks all things challenge, change, creativity, progress and inspiration

I had been thinking about my life as though it was over at 24.

I can see the whorl of the universe nestling on the cliff of your tongue.

Here's to a generation of women who've come of age believing that our truest selves are counterfactuals

Sophie Isaacson shares how volunteering with Fearless has developed her confidence and reduced her anxiety about speaking up...

The ceiling can’t tell me, what
the dark can’t show me.

Perfectionism can be the killer of productivity. Perfectionism can be the killer of confidence.

Art is therapeutic not therapy.

I freeze, quiet, still and frightened

Sky wide and benevolent,
She so small beneath.

My favourite part of the week is working alongside my youth ambassadors

Ely Percy gives a queer interpretive response to Plath's famous piece

'...this journey has given me so much strength and passion, all of which started with a submission to Fearless Femme'

'trauma survivors are not condemned to stress and negative health implications... ...growth is also possible.'

it’s a persistent fight of knowing and believing that I am okay as I am...

I relocated to my mother’s, and my jaw became your typewriter...

A very simple reflection about domination and submission relationships within a gendered society.

Why am I scared to do this?

Songwriting and performing have always been forms of therapy for me

She was aware of the fact that it only existed
In her mind

It’s the way you’ve always been:
Make sure they feel safe and relevant.

It was never hi guys let’s go out it was always hi guys let’s go and get drunk.

Reflecting on the inner vulnerabilities and exposure of humanity whilst raising awareness ...

Dr Cutie Pie makes brief but indelible impact on considering next steps...

You may not have had time to enter this world with your footprints my love,
but you have had a great impact all the same.

In the sky above me, I see
A red-glazed crescent moon

A behind-the-scenes look at working in a mental health-focused social enterprise.

Inhabit the space where you’re barely awake

If you've ever been curious about our legal structure or funding model, read on!

Feminist theatre, making change and self-care at this year's EdFringe

If you continue to stare, offer a smile or a wave, but don’t call me brave

I am a 28 year old woman with an invisible disease

What’s going on inside of me? I’m just tryna get better...

Donate. Volunteer. Vote

I will not hide from the fact I became overwhelmed

I was told, that I was a bird, with a song too bold, for my own good

They say to Hope is a Fool’s wish

this light feels better than the winter I’ve been living

Sorting through and discarding two decades’ worth of dysfunction is no picnic

Maybe it will end up being okay but that doesn't erase the fact that right now it feels like a mountain

Taking care when coming out - some tips for those struggling with identity and their allies too

Gender and mental health are deeply interwoven

...from my career to my relationships to my queerness – the only way I’m likely to succeed is if I live authentically and strum to my own rhythm.

I am one of that 78%. I am one of that 40%. I took that survey in 2012 at age 18, struggling to come to terms with my identity.

Once upon a time I wanted to know what followed, like the next episode of Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead

Rational thought stood no chance against the elephants, which multiplied, a herd of hundreds...

...a second pregnancy’s not a simple decision to make and the stigma of HG as a mentally inflicted illness...

I’ve lived a complete and utterly fabricated life for the last few years. I am fine. Nothing to see here guys.

it’s my way of expressing the deepest emotions I struggle to find words for. I paint with brushes, sponges, toothbrushes, tissue, corks;

Anna Renfrew explains some of the inspirational interventions, aims and impact of The Empower Project.

Before my addiction took hold, I was a high achiever, a perfectionist. A fear of never being quite good enough drove me forwards relentlessly.

A friend thinks I should consider taking the anti-depressants I had taken in the first few months of grief, but I don’t agree with him.

Self-worth is defined in the dictionary as ‘the sense of one's own value or worth as a person’...

Dear Diary, It's the middle of May already. Your pages are still blank, I'm sorry. I was waiting for a good day...

Studying when you struggle with mental health problems is sometimes a seemingly impossible task.

Their music hides inside their throats // Asthmatic in the dark before dawn...

"But when I fell down into the dirt, I saw that I had been planting these seeds my whole life."

A few months ago, I was told I had become a self-centred, hyper-positive airhead who didn’t deserve the life I was leading...

The sun melts me down into // a mouldable form...

In the corner of my brother’s room there was a little cubby hole. In this concrete box we’d managed to squeeze in a wardrobe...

Unfortunately, stress and poor diet choices are often an unavoidable part of getting through the day...

Remember // Some days even the mighty mountains...

Storm clouds lifting, // Emotions shifting // Searching deeper increasingly braver...

Your garden is lost and it’s autumn, // You’d feel guilty if you knew...

For as long as I remember, I have seen my mother being brave, outspoken and bold. Until one day, I came across an old picture...

I've been writing for as long as I can remember. I used to write short stories on long car journeys, create song lyrics whilst lying on my trampoline...

“I thought you didn’t have it anymore” // “Just join in” // “It would have been nice for you to have played” ...

Inspired both by Christina Henry's incredible book "Alice" and my own nightmare account of living in Wonderland.

Go on, ask me how I am. // Not that you care anyway, it’s just polite // Well I’ll say I’m fine // But really I’m dying inside

Sexual harassment in schools is commonplace and widespread. The following accounts have been collected from real girls from across the UK.

I’ve been working on my recipe for my own happiness for years now.

She is a predator; // lurking round corners, // hiding behind closed doors, // she waits for you, // waits for your naïve // vulnerability.

“You’re not depressed, you’re just going through some changes.”

The most alarming thing about the storm was its suddenness.

Right now I'm sitting on the shores of lake Garda in Italy. It's a beautiful evening.

Life, a river runs through it // Always flowing // If we feel its waters // And let it carry us to truth

I want to tell you about a hair. Yes, a hair. Some of us have more than others, but we have all at one time or another had a hair.

My days are melting // down like wax // and merging together // in a thick, muddy pool...

For a while, my periods were near impossible to handle.
Excruciating cramps, nausea so intense I had to take days off to curl up in bed with ibuprofen that wouldn’t touch the pain, and wait it out.

You
You sit on my bed at night,
Hide in my cupboards,
You are the wind, the rain,
A stagnant pond.

2018 is a year filled with significant anniversaries for the development of women’s rights.

I recently finished my master’s thesis on why accommodating the needs of trauma sufferers in universities is an issue of justice and equality.

When I was 5 years old I wanted to be a superhero, // or at least // I wanted to have superpowers // I wanted to fly

I’ve been told that I’m a "glass half-empty" type of person. Whilst this may be true, I like to think of it more as a healthy scepticism in my general approach to life.

Loser is such a virile word, isn’t it? You can practically feel the testosterone slithering through its pronunciation.

A new grassroots movement to challenge sexism, reduce mental health stigma, and save the lives of young women across the world has kicked off in Scotland today (Tuesday) at a prestigious launch.

I sat, a silent songbird
Languishing in a silver cage
Bound by finely woven wires
Wound from anxiety and depression
Trapping me...

Laying among sunshine and newspapers,
the city bustles around the park’s edge.
I am convinced those around me are faultless, fearless...

So today’s topic is a lot more serious, so I thought I’d lighten it up a little before I got started. Today we’re going to talk about loneliness...

She bursts into bloom
from a wild and furious storm.
Her fire fueled by lightning,
voice powered by thunder
roaring from deep within her belly.

I believe we’ve been taught how to love wrongly. Be it the films where love is proven by punching the new boyfriend in the rain, or the way your friend comforted you...

I have a table for one booked this Valentines day, to celebrate the relationship I have built with myself. My self-love was smelted in the fires of surviving the hardest of times...

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DA- Yeah no, it’s lame, isn’t it? Just, kind of a sucky day. It’s fine and cute for some people but for others, meh. It’s just not their jam.

Growing up, I wasn’t a very sexual person at all, and the idea of being intimate with someone in any way made me feel sick...

I remember scrolling through Instagram a few years ago as a young, naïve and wholly inexperienced fifteen year old and pausing on a picture of a quote...

Crawling 2 u
Gripped to the floor beneath me
I'm hungry for what we have
But I need it again
Give in to me, no holds barred...

I close my eyes.
I see you, us
What we are and what we could be
And I catch my reflection, smiling.
She's happy.

When I was a wee girl, love was safety and warmth; the strong arms of mum rescuing me from danger, the soft material of dad’s jumper as I snuggled closer...

It’s a funny thing.
When you wet your lips.
And bite down hard.
On the way love has come upon you.
It’s a funny thing ...

I get it: you’re stressed out, big time. Don’t worry; that’s expected: you’re part of Generation Stress and never fear because you’re in the hands of a stress expert, I’ve been through it all.

A letter to you, I haven't spoken to you since I found out and I hate that you'll think I'm in the wrong for never giving you a chance to explain but I know I'm not...

I don’t need
to enlist photographs
to reassure me of your gaze,
as the penetration
of your eyes
is emblazoned on my face ...

I wasn’t quite expecting to have a baby when I did. It was July, not September. It was too early and everything was going wrong...

It is a headache going through it, and a headache attempting to get people to understand it. There are many other expletive words you can use to describe it...

He's a clever guy Ed - writes all his own material, sings, plays several musical instruments and has a house made out of Lego...

New beginnings
Silent starts
Just excuses to change a bit later
Resolutions can be useful
But why wait ...

They say that when you’re depressed, you lose interest in many things that, once upon a time, made you feel alive...

There’s nothing worse than when you’re relaxing on the couch with several snacks, possibly a glass of wine, trying to unwind with a film or TV show when BAM...

Up until about three years ago I had zero clue that I was experiencing dysphoria. I was riding that train to denial city so fast the...

Nowadays it is trendy to take care of yourself. Everyone is rushing to their next yoga class, just to learn how to be calm and mindful...