despite the stigma and whatever challenges remain, I have never felt stronger or more hopeful. And it is because now I know I am not alone.
I have actively tried, very hard to plod on. I have found happy moments, and I now see so much more of the beauty in the world.
I always say pain changes you. I am not the person I was yesterday, and tomorrow I will not be the person I am today. It’s moulding me into a better, stronger me.
…every day I decide to live, another person, someone, chooses to die. Their struggle is my struggle, but they have now gone while I still have a chance…
This is one of those 'What was that?' posts - a series on 'what the crap is going on?' and it contains affiliate links*
Dear friend,
How have you been?
I've let life get in the way of my blogging again. Sometimes, you know, when I cannot cope and my mood is low,
It reminded me of the times I thought I wouldn’t make it, but did. And the times I thought circumstances would win, but instead I did. It reminded me that I’m strong. I have much to give, and that no matter how hard it gets I just have to keep going.
I still struggle at times but a huge part of getting better has been preparing my meals with love and care (mindful cooking), connecting what I eat with what my body will benefit from, and mindful eating… Food therapy anyone?
I was surprised to find myself largely neutral to the widespread mental health campaigns being run to raise awareness.
I’ve seen many of these, encouraging people to talk about mental health and problems like depression and anxiety. Awareness is good, don’t get me wrong. I’ve seen media coverage featuring stories of
This is my second post in the What was that? - my series on 'what the crap is going on?'
Before I thought of blogging these random happenings in one post, I hadn't realised how messy and chaotic my life often feels.
How did I manage this crap all along? I'm sure
