Mental health isn’t straightforward. Sadly, it’s not something you work on, get better, and then never have to think about again. There’s no one cure, and it can be a constant battle between what your mind and body tell you and what you know to be true. At the age of 33, I’ve spent moreContinue reading “Living Under The Cloud”
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Love with nowhere to go
I’ve not been feeling well recently, and not in the physical way; in more of an emotional way. I’ve not been feeling up to participating in life, my joy in anything and everything has been dwindling, my eyes have been feeling that bit more watery and I’ve had a seething anger burning at the backContinue reading “Love with nowhere to go”
The Happy Checklist
Over the last year or so I’ve not been writing as much. For a long time, I used writing as an escape and a way to cope with feeling the most depressed I had ever been. Even though writing helped me more than anything, it most certainly wasn’t healthy. I needed to take a breakContinue reading “The Happy Checklist”
Maybe it’s time
I have 3500 images in my camera file on my phone, which is every bit as chaotic as it sounds! Every once in a while I’ll go through and sort a few hundred images into different files, to make it easier when I’m wanting to look through them. When swiping through them today, I foundContinue reading “Maybe it’s time”
Feeling is Healing
I’ve written many blog posts that haven’t made it to the Internet. Infact, I have a folder bursting with them on my phone! I forget I’ve even written most of them as I’ve once deemed them not good enough, and I only rediscover them when I get bored and scroll through my notes app. OneContinue reading “Feeling is Healing”
Self-Destruction Hotel
Silence is heavy and suffocating. My peace is always found in noise; the television I’m not watching, music playing I’m not listening to, or hearing people around me chattering, while I remain quiet – even if I’m not engaging in the noise, it helps me feel less alone. On a regular day, my mind shoutsContinue reading “Self-Destruction Hotel”
The date I held on to
I awoke the morning of 24th January 2020 from a near sleepless night. Every dream I had was that I had slept in, and each dream more believable than the last. I had two plans that morning: head to a nearby town to meet my friends for a coffee, and the other was to buyContinue reading “The date I held on to”
The difference between alone, and lonely
It had never occurred to me that there is a difference between being alone, and being lonely. Isn’t that strange? Alone always equalled lonely in my mind, and I can’t remember a time I didn’t believe that miscalculated equation. Alone and lonely felt the same to say out loud; they feel cold and sad. However,Continue reading “The difference between alone, and lonely”
Life Will Always Change
“Oh no!” I shouted as my lamp, and what seemed like a million other things, toppled from my dressing table to the floor. Pulling my phone from my pocket to shine the light behind my draws I saw my small, metal, jewellery box on the floor. It’s the tiniest jewellery box I’ve ever seen; whenContinue reading “Life Will Always Change”
My inner child
A while ago I wrote a couple of blogs around the work I did in therapy on ‘my backpack’. (My Backpack and I Was Lost) My backpack was filled with emotional trauma I had been clinging to throughout my life so far. I emptied the backpack, looked at every part, opened every zip, pocket, andContinue reading “My inner child”
Gwen Richards 