I am and I am not Hannah Greene.
How could that be, you may ask. It could be in that Hannah Greene, she is me. It could also not be in that Hannah Greene is simply my pseudonym, and really I am someone else.
I am using a pseudonym because I want to publicly write about things related to mental health, and those things still carry a stigma which I do not want officially attached to me in future.
Furthermore, I am a 24 year old woman, previously quite successful in life, and now living at home with my parents so that I will not harm myself. Here I will stay until after Christmas. At least, that is the plan for now. We will see how things transpire.
Usually, I live and work in London.
My mental health problems began this summer. I won’t go too much into detail here, but I had some problems with eating, and some other problems besides, and finally I had a psychotic episode which put me in hospital for about a month.
I am now in what is so charmingly called recovery. Recovery, I have been told, contains bad days and good days. I have not only been told this, but also noticed it.
I am and I am not Hannah Greene, and Hannah Greene is currently struggling a little with life, but trying her best to carry on regardless.