The Rock is a man who has everything. This morning, he very publically stated that he suffered from depression. We should all take a note.
Depression, I’ve discovered, never goes away. However, recognising that, matters. It’s ok not to be ok.
According to a recent report, more than half of those killed by police possessed some sort of mental illness. Education and training for new recruits is sorely lacking.
One recent study made a staggering discovery, in that depression differs between male and female. As a result, differing treatment may be needed.
With Brain Awareness Week around the corner, it’s probably a good idea to reflect on our brain health, and the ways that we can better look after it. We only get one, y’know.
Epigenetics is the latest scientific theory that believes that the trauma we suffer can be passed on to our children on a biological level.
Yes, we’re all stressed, burned out and tense. However, a quick dose of happiness is five easy steps away.
In many situations, 2017 could have been my last year, and it would have been by my design. However, in 2018, things are different. There is hope and there is renewal.
The last work week of the year would unfortunately not go quietly, as Donald Trump eviscerated the taxation system, complicated violent sped through the Melbourne CBD and history was made at the end of a cuff.
As a member of the generation that raised millennials, instead of distributing blame, I think we should think on our own sins, and the conditions we set up for them.
We pass many in our life, but if we stop to address the horror instead of recoiling from it, then the lessons we can glean are lasting.
After recent research revealed that Australians endure six years of anxiety before seeking help, I believe we need to address the ongoing stigma that still exists.
Recently, the feelings within that whisper ‘suicide’ became deafening. Unable to reach out, I was fortunate a stranger did. Connection matters, even if you discuss nothing in particular.
Often we’re far too busy with our own problems to hear out those of strangers. Recently, I crossed this void and became a tourist in other people’s problems.
Unfortunately, a slice of mindfulness doesn’t come in a Tim Tam packet, but lies in the green space of your yard. Fraternising with your plants is the first step to switching that busy mind off.
Fortunately, the incident aboard the Malaysian Airlines flight yesterday wasn’t Terrorism. Crisis averted, sure, but as we wipe our brows in relief, are we ignoring the more pressing issues?
While we all strive for the unconditional love promised to us by the arts, sadly we often settle for reality. We can possess it all, however. All it takes is a slight tweak to our thinking.
Over in Italy, a pioneering group of minds has determined that your one is eating itself due to lack of sleep. What are you doing up that late, anyway? Hmm?
A worldwide study has revealed a spike in mental health issues, perhaps emboldened by a clearer grasp of the future that the information age gives our kids.
We, the anxious millennials, are derided for being delusional, self-centered and medicated. We, however, see this as an adequate avenue of tolerating the world being left to us.
I’ve walked the path of CrossFit detractor and of the converted. We’re not all dickheads, and the mental space CrossFit has given me is all.
According to the findings of a recent study, it seems that overly positive people don’t care about your problems. In fact, it’s best you seek out the gloomiest person you know.