The drugs worked for me, but questioning their shortcomings shouldn’t be so taboo in mental health circles.
It’s a perfectly logical response to the onslaught of negative messages women and girls receive about their bodies.
"To everyone else my mental illness made me more female than ever: fragile, weak, unfit even to offer an accurate account of my innermost experiences."
Birth is painful, frightening and unpredictable, and it is also highly politicised.
It’s not just a case of goodies and baddies, those who get it and those who don’t.
A recent study suggesting pregnant women shouldn't take SSRIs (antidepressant medication) is just the latest in scare stories that could harm future mothers.
I have grown uneasy with the pressure to validate mental illness by analogy with the physical.
Gender-neutral language around reproduction creates the illusion of dismantling a hierarchy – when what you really end up doing is ignoring it.
An advertising campaign challenging men to "prove your worth" is being proposed to increase dwindling numbers of sperm donors – will the myth that only "real" men have potent sperm ever die?
If we really want to “even the score”, as pro-flibanserin campaigners describe, we should respect each woman’s true desires instead of handing over their “dysfunction” to the forces of a market defined by male expectations.
Nancy Tucker’s eating disorder memoir, The Time In Between, tackles this problem head-on.