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Carol Townend
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Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
Stories (656/0)
The Stigma Attached to EUPD and PTSD
When I tell people that I have Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder, they look at me as if I am crazy and often avoid me like the plague. They assume that I am violent or dangerous to be around. This conception is just two of the stigmas attached to my illness. It also gets mistaken for Emotionally Unstable Borderline Personality Disorder, which is the same thing but a different type of illness.
By Carol Townend7 years ago in Psyche
My Experience of Parenting with Mental Illness
Being a parent is a huge responsibility, but for someone with mental illness, it can be very difficult. I became a parent at just eighteen years old, it wasn't planned and I had no idea I was pregnant. I had never been taught about pregnancy, contraception or child birth, so as you can imagine, I was in shock.
By Carol Townend7 years ago in Psyche
When Teens Reach 18
So your little one has grown up. Gone are the days of changing nappies and making so much mess you can't see the floor, sulks and tantrums... so we think! Your little one may be grown up, but still, she is going through a rollercoaster of emotions as she finds out about adult life.
By Carol Townend7 years ago in Families
Losing My Stepdad at Christmas
Losing someone you are close to is never easy. Boxing Day will always be a sad memory for me, as that was the day my Stepdad sadly past away. My Mother told me on the phone she was heartbroken and I couldn't take it in. That night I cried, in fact I spent many days after crying too, as not long before that I also lost my son to adoption.
By Carol Townend7 years ago in Families
How I Learned to Love Myself Again
From a very young age up to my late twenties, I was bullied. I was bullied for the way I looked, dressed, my body, my weight, for having learning problems and for being 'too soft.' It went on for so long, that I started to hide behind a 'mask,' this means, I hid my authentic self and changed everything about myself just to fit in with the 'crowd.'
By Carol Townend7 years ago in Families
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