There was a lot of things I missed during lockdown. I missed seeing my family and having the hugs I desperately needed. I missed meeting up with my friends for a coffee and a catch up. I even missed going to work, and wandering around a supermarket when I was in my twelve weeks ofContinue reading “Back To a Happy Place”
Tag Archives: mental health
It’s Time To Turn The Volume Down.
“How am I going to get my plants to the car without looking like an idiot that’s being viciously attacked by two plants?” I always worry about the silliest of things. I had fallen in love with a faux cheese plant at work, but they were far too expensive and I couldn’t justify buying one,Continue reading “It’s Time To Turn The Volume Down.”
The Birthday Depression Stole.
If there’s one thing about myself that is for certain, it’s that I don’t give myself a break unless I am forced to. I told myself I’d take a week off everything for my birthday week, but you know me, I was writing and aiming to be here as usual, but then a little thingContinue reading “The Birthday Depression Stole.”
A Lesson In Gratitude.
Something I’m very aware of within myself sometimes, is my lack of gratitude. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m a thankful person, I know I’m lucky for what I have, but sometimes I get so caught up that I need to force myself to take a step back to realise, I really need to beContinue reading “A Lesson In Gratitude.”
A Plaster For The Day
I’m exactly where I said I wouldn’t be. Where, you ask? Well, here, on my blog. I planned to take a week off, get away from social media and writing for a week. I even spent an evening on Canva creating an Instagram post saying I would be gone for the week as of today;Continue reading “A Plaster For The Day”
I Was Lost
In a previous blog post I wrote about ‘My Backpack’ (click the link to read) My metaphorical backpack is something I’ve been working on recently in therapy. On my first session with my current counsellor my backpack was huge. I imagined it nearly as big as myself, and it was black with lots of zips,Continue reading “I Was Lost”
Your world is only as limited as you make it.
Should we ever accept that we’re just ‘not that good’ at something we’re passionate about? I saw a Tweet by another writer (I didn’t catch their name because I didn’t realise the tweet would stick with me like it has) about how they’re resigning to the fact that their writing will never ‘change the world’,Continue reading “Your world is only as limited as you make it.”
My backpack.
Therapy is fantastic. It can help you see your world from another angle, it can take that weight off your shoulders that’s been weighing you down for years, it can assist in finding your self-esteem. But you know what, sometimes, it just feels really shit. The thing is, it’s meant to be shit sometimes! It’sContinue reading “My backpack.”
The anger that comes with grief.
Grief. It’s a horrible thing. It’s lonely, it’s sad, and nothing can prepare you for how it will feel, because everyone experiences something different and for different lengths of time. I’ve experienced grief before, I’ve lost Grandparents, my Aunty and Uncle and many pets, but no loss has ever hit me quite like losing myContinue reading “The anger that comes with grief.”
My wings.
‘Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness yet still become something beautiful.’ – Beau Taplin After all the loss and grief I’ve experienced over the last year, my life feels as if it’s filled with gaping holes from what was, or was meant to be. I’m satContinue reading “My wings.”
Gwen Richards 