Mental Health, Recipes

Deprecipes – Simple Beginnings

Depression has a great many symptoms that we don’t talk about much. We know all about the sadness, the emptiness, and potentially harmful thoughts but, actually, you don’t even have to be sad to be exhibiting symptoms of depression. Appetite changes can actually be a huge indicator of a depressive episode, way before emotional symptoms happen.

For some people, these appetite changes take the form of a hugely decreased appetite. Undereating, not being able to prepare food, and just plain not eating for long stretches of time. For others, they overeat. This may take the form of comfort eating, turning to junk food rather than something nutritious, or being just plain hungry all the time.

Both of these situations are not ideal. What we want is to nourish our bodies, to an appropriate level, and keep ourselves healthy and comfortable. Of course, it’s never that simple. But we can try!




And with that, I’d like to talk about something I’m calling Deprecipes! Great recipes to use when you’re deep in a funk, but still wanna do the right thing. I’m going to try and keep these relatively cheap, and always simple.

So, without further ado, here is an almost insultingly simple recipe for you! 


Kickass Tortizza



  • Tortilla (1 per serving)
  • Tomato pasata/puree/pizza base (a couple of spoons, enough to coat the tortilla)
  • Cheese (as much or as little as your little heart desires)
  • Other Toppings


This one is super simple. It’s basically a pizza, but with a tortilla base. I love this one for lunch and dinner. It’s as healthy as your toppings, super versatile, and very quick to prepare. I firmly believe that tortillas are a staple ingredient, especially for those of us who need convenience.

Turn your oven on. This is only gonna take like 5 minutes to prepare, but it’ll give you a headstart.

Take out a tortilla, and lay it flat on a baking tray.

Choose your pick of base sauce. I generally go for a simple tomato puree, because it’s very cheap. Spoon out however much you’d like, usually about two or three heaped teaspoons worth. Spread it evenly across the surface of the tortilla, using the back of your spoon.

Select your toppings. I personally enjoy chicken. In order to keep things simple, I use ready-cooked chicken breast. You can buy a ready-prepared version of whatever tickles your fancy.

Rip up your pre-cooked chicken into small, even pieces, and spread them across your tortilla.


For veggies, I like sweetcorn. I use tinned sweetcorn, but you can also buy it frozen. It’ll defrost very quickly in the microwave, and having it frozen will help you reduce waste. Spread a little of your sweetcorn across the surface of your tortilla.


You can substitute for your own toppings, of course.


Next, is cheese. I use a pre-grated cheese, because the extra cost for me far outweighs the extra motivation I’d need for preparing it myself. This can work out cheaper if you grate your own, but it’s very helpful to have the ingredients available immediately. Cover your tortilla surface with as much cheese as you like. For me, that’s a very small handful.


Once you’re all done and your tortilla is topped to perfection, slide that baking tray on into the oven.


You have like, 5ish minutes to try and distract yourself from the void.

Put all those packets back in the fridge, clean any mess you left on the counters, and maybe get yourself a drink of water. If you have meds to take, now’s a great time to do it.

The time you have while you wait is a great time to integrate one of your Tiny Changes.


Whap that badboy out once the cheese is melted to your preference. Plate it up, and cut it into quarters. If I’m having this as a more substantial meal, I’ll have more than one, and in that case I like to fold it over and eat it like a quesadilla.


Now you’re free to go lie on the floor and think about stuff. Ya did good, kid.


Cost per serving: £1.09


  • Pack of 8 tortillas – £0.95 (12p each)
  • Tomato Puree – 50p for 200g tube (5p/serving)
  • Cooked Chicken Breast – £2.00 for 240g (60p/serving)
    Tinned Sweetcorn – 35p for 325g (less than 5p/serving)
  • Pre-grated Cheese – £1.90 for 250g (27p/serving)
Mental Health

Sunshine Is Not Medicine, But It Helps

If you’re a depression aficionado (or depressionado as I like to call us) much like I am, then I’m sure you’ll have heard all the usual advice from people who got their psychology degree on Facebook. Eat lettuce, do yoga, think happy thoughts, and go outside.

Of course, we know that depression is so much more than just diet and exercise. It is a fundamental issue with our brains. We simplify it as a chemical imbalance, but there’s also stuff like neural pathways, family history, past traumas, and a whole bunch of other sciencey bullshit. So we know that the advice from Dr Facebook MD, doing a downward dog and eating a leaf, won’t cure us.

I know this advice is too often parroted by people who don’t know what they’re talking about. It’s frequently used to invalidate our struggles, by telling us that we can prevent this all if we just go outside for five minutes. Believe me, I know how frustrating it can be to explain the reality of depression to someone who has nothing but misconceptions in their mind.

No, it won’t cure us. But it can help.

When I get really down, to the point where all of my thoughts are negative ones, and I’ve already pushed everybody away, I like to think of this comic from

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[Image transcription: Three panel comic, with the heading “Don’t Forget”. The first panel shows a bottle of water with the heading “Drink Water”. The second shows an open window with sunshine outside, with the heading “Get Sunlight.” And the third shows a small potted plant, with the heading “You’re basically a house plant with more complicated emotions.” There is a watermark for at the bottom right corner.]
Of course, it’s a huge simplification. But it’s true, we do need water, and sunshine, and sometimes it’s good to recognise that while our minds may run wild, we still have a body to take care of too.

Right now, let’s talk about sunlight.


Sunlight in particular, is an oft-neglected part of our self care routines. It’s very easy to sit in your depression cave, curled up in the dark, watching Emilia Fart videos on youtube for 7 hours solid. But as difficult as it is, sometimes we need to give ourselves a kick up the arse and take care of our physical bodies. Going outside for five minutes is one of the easiest ways to start that journey.

I’ve written about this before in my 15 Tiny Ways article, but it’s very important to note that you actually don’t have to go to extremes to start getting better. Even just spending 5 minutes on self care is a good start. And I mean literally five minutes. Set an alarm. Be nice to yourself for five exact minutes, then you can go right back to wallowing and I won’t judge you at all. But do the 5 minutes.


Here’s a tiny bit of science to back up my reasons for digging sunlight so much. A brief disclaimer, I am not a scientist, and I’m talking about studies, not accepted scientific fact. Do not take medical advice from someone whose only qualification is paying for a web domain. Speak to your doctor.

Sunlight, of course, gives us Vitamin D. It’s well established that vitamin D promotes healthy bone growth and maintenance, among some other things. There are some studies though, that actually show a link between vitamin D deficiency and depression. Although I will point out these are just preliminary studies, and this has not been fully researched yet. The study in question is a meta-analysis published in the British Journal of Psychiatry, wherein some scientists did find that people with depression in their sample also usually had lower levels of Vitamin D. They concluded from this that there was indeed consistency between vitamin D deficiency and depression. While of course, one study just shows that we need to do more work on this subject, it does give us something very interesting to think about.

We also know that in cases of Seasonal Affective Disorder, light therapy is often effective in treating it. Light therapy is a treatment wherein a person is given a lamp that simulates sunlight, and they use it at times where they usually would get sunshine in the summer months. SAD tends to affect people the worst in winter, where we have far more dark and cold days. There are, of course, other reasons behind SAD, such as an interference with the circadian rhythm and a greater likelihood of staying indoors and becoming inactive, among other things.

But still, sunshine shows its benefits. A lack of sunshine is, of course, not the only reason you’re depressed. But getting a little bit extra sunshine in your life may help you along the way to recovery. Maybe. Hopefully.


Now, what does that mean for you?


Well. I know it’s easy for me to sit here on the other side of a screen and tell you how great it is to go outside. To tell you that getting some sun will help you feel like less of a bag of shit. Maybe you’ve had a bad day, it’s late at night, and you’re desperately searching for something to grab hold of, something that says maybe you’ll feel okay some day. I do that too. I grip tightly to every self help article that floats my way, as if it’s a raft and I’m stranded in the middle of the Atlantic. Point being, maybe it’s not possible for you to go get some sunlight right now. 


I’m not gonna tell you you’ll be cured by getting some sunshine. I won’t tell you to go guzzle down some Vitamin D pills. Actually, if you’re on any medication, you shouldn’t take Vitamin D unless your doctor says so. Serious talk, if you add that and most antidepressants, you’re at a higher risk of serotonin syndrome. Which is not a fun disease. So I’m certainly not telling you that. Don’t do that.


Here’s the thing, man. There’s no easy cure. No easy way out. And I mean, yeah, that’s an absolute bummer to hear. But that’s the truth. I’m not gonna lie to you just so you get the warm fuzzies for a second. Us depressionados, we’re pretty good at sussing out lies and empty platitudes for some reason. It’s a long slog, and it’s gonna be hard going, but even on your absolute worst days you can get through it. You don’t have to get through the entire year. Not even the entire month. Just get through today. Through the next ten minutes, if that’s all you can face. It can be done, even though it sucks while you’re doing it. And that’s the truth. I’m not lying to make you feel better here. 

If I can be real with you for a second, and I think I can because this is my website and not anybody elses, I wrote this whole thing because I bought a hammock recently. I’ve loved sitting outside, even if I’m just on my phone. Same thing I’d be doing inside, just a little brighter. Last Thursday I went out to hammock as usual, and it just didn’t work. I sat in my hammock, under a blanket, and cried. Over nothing. I just cried about crying. I did that for an hour then called the doctor to make an appointment, then went back inside. But the next day, I went back outside. Because even if I felt like absolute complete and utter shit, it’s a little nicer to feel like that in a hammock. And slowly, it does start to feel a little nicer.

I’m not gonna shame you for not being able to jump enthusiastically over every hurdle that you meet either. God knows, there are plenty of hurdles I encounter, and I just sort of sit there and wait until the wind blows them over so I can crawl past it. If that’s all you can manage, that’s plenty. You’re doing enough. Shit’s hard. Shit’s way hard. I know. I see you there, struggling along. It’s hard. But you’re doing it.


And it might be nicer to struggle along in the sunshine.

Mental Health, Uncategorized

Scott Hutchison, Rest in Peace

Today the news broke that Scott Hutchison, lead singer of Frightened Rabbit, passed away.


His lyrics have been an incredible comfort to me, and to many others. His complete honesty in his struggles, his incredible gift with words, has been such a blessing to those of us who struggled with some of the same things he has.


In his lyrics he spoke about hurt, pain, depression, hopelessness, suffering, and about being that cripple with a fully functioning body. But he also wrote about hope. About light. He never shied away from both sides of things.


fr show

This picture is from when I had the absolute pleasure of seeing Frightened Rabbit play live, at the Alhambra in Dunfermline. I had two tickets, but I couldn’t find a gig partner. I gave my ticket to a young girl who wanted to go with her friends. I sat up the back, alone, but on that night I didn’t feel lonely. All of us, every single one of us, was connected, through Scott’s words.

I remember walking to the bus station late at night, after the show. I took my shoes off because they were hurting my feet, and I walked barefoot on the cobblestones. I carried the feeling of connectedness with me. The feeling of not being quite so alone in this horribly isolating illness. Depression may make us feel like we’re utterly alone, but it’s lying to us. Scott is proof of that. His battle may be over, but so many of us continue to fight tooth and nail for the same goal. Never stop. There are so many of us doing the same. There are people who understand, I promise.

He had a great sense of humour that came through in his lyrics too. The kind of humour that made him seem like a friend. He was never some untouchable rockstar delivering words from on high, he was just a guy with a gift, sharing what he could.


Today I want to remember him by some of his hopeful words.


When my blood stops
Someone else’s will not
When my head rolls off
Someone else’s will turn

And while I’m alive, I’ll make tiny changes to earth


Today, remember that he did. He made tiny changes, just like he said he would. Those tiny changes became so much bigger, and his work, his honesty, his genuine heart, has reached out all across the world and given us comfort. We are not alone. You are not alone. And Scott’s family, in their grief, are definitely not alone.


Thank you, Scott, and thank you Frightened Rabbit, for everything.