Today I’m celebrating my last ever day of classes at uni, after trying to take my own life less than a year & a 1/2 ago.

I’m now just 3 essays away from a graduation I never thought I’d live to see & beginning the hunt for a job in mental health policy/charity or politics sector.

After more than a year and a half out of university, including several months in a psych ward, I’m here at my first day back at @qubelfastofficial.bsky.social to finally finish the last semester of my undergrad in Anthropology & Philosophy!

Feeling so immeasurably lucky & grateful to have met my amazing, goofy & kind girlfriend & to celebrate with her this Christmas.

I feel so seen & cherished for myself as a person, not just for what I can do.

I’m happy.

I’m so glad my suicide attempt failed & I kept fighting.

Top of the list on things I’d have missed out on if my attempt had succeeded. Feeling so grateful and at peace. 💛

In what to me is an absolutely MASSIVE achievement, I ran my first ever 10k today!

I’m back on here!

Had an amazing time in New York recently, presenting my policy paper on SEN children and young people in Northern Ireland.

98 days.
14 weeks.
Over 3 months.

Yesterday afternoon, I was finally discharged from the psych ward & returned home permanently.

Today I represented my country and spoke in front of an audience of over 2200 people at the One Young World conference about my experience of mental health & attempted suicide.

I was immensely grateful to receive a standing ovation for my short contribution.

My account has been suspended for commenting under a YoungMinds tweet about the best advice I received about mental health being ‘if nothing matters, you can always kill yourself tomorrow’. Twitter is a cesspit, but I’m honestly heartbroken. It was my one outlet while in hospital. I feel so alone.

I was able to leave the ward to walk to the shop for the first time today!

While an incredibly agitating & scary experience, surrounded by constant temptations to run & harm myself, I still managed to keep myself safe momentarily- & I’ve a box of quality street for my troubles!

How do you feel about your adult autism diagnosis?

The Roman Empire of Neurodiversity.

The Drs when they look at my brain scan results:

“Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”

On Saturday I took my first steps into the outside world, beyond the psych ward, in 50 days (almost 7 weeks), & was reunited with my (overjoyed) dog.

A first on a long, long journey to recovery.