I have been trying for the better part of the last year and a half to get back into my old blogging habits. I’ve been stymied by a nagging bout of depression that won’t let up.
It’s been crappy.
But I feel upset. Angry, sad, depressed (of course) confused and lost all
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Chronic pain is a real issue for me, thanks to fibromyalgia. All
Today I learnt that my swimming classes are more than just about learning to swim.
You might recall that last year I embarked on a little adventure to learn to swim. Those classes came to an end and in many ways they were a success. I learnt to stay horizontal in
My Aunty has died.
For a moment all I could hear was white noise. And my world, which has been feeling more and more like an empty space, closing in on me these past months, has become even smaller.
I can't breathe.
I've lived with depression all my life. But I'm used to
Right now I am thinking about the unconventional therapist who first, offered me her pot of yellow roses, then insisted on her beautiful cactus.
"You have to bring them back to me," she said, "you have to promise," and I cannot forget the look in her eyes.
Humans. Bizarre, intriguing and beautifully
Pre dental surgery anxiety flared, my IBS went crazy and I felt so so sick. My breakfast wanted to come up. And it sorta did.
"It's just a routine thing, just a routine thing," I muttered to myself like a mantra. But anxiety is a hell of a thing.
I was robbed eight nights ago.
The incident opened up a deluge of emotions I'd tucked safely away where I couldn't access them. 87284
Today is 'Time to talk' day.
Until my late 20s, I hadn't realised the importance of talking about mental health. 87249
I get why people like Christmas. I really do.
People celebrate family, love, and togetherness. It's supposedly the 'happiest time of the year.'
But for many people, Christmas can be a difficult time. An emotional roller-coaster that takes off whether or not we want it to. The media inundates us with images of
Image by Tony Hisgett
"Don't you smile that smile you're smiling at me," said my swimming instructor with a cheeky grin.
I was smiling on the outside, but on the inside, I was crumbling with terror.
I had told myself I couldn't do it. And made the mistake a few moments earlier by