Blogs evolve with their people

Wow! This blog has laid long forgotten in the back of my mind. It is not because I am well. It is simply a product of my lack of consistency and ever changing lifestyle. So much has altered for me at such a swift pace these last few months, I think I have tangled myself…

The return of the morning journals

So I'm back to writing the morning journals again. Good! I deserve to express myself and write down my feelings without fear of what the world thinks because one shitty doctor took advantage of my trust. It has helped me to heal myself and understand my confusing thoughts. Many revelations come from this process. I…

3 Things I hate about my life & 3 things I love

We all live in a polarity. Good and bad things happen to us, although sometimes, especially with a disability, it can be hard to acknowledge any good. Today I want to do a little mix of a 'get it off my chest' and some gratitude. Gratitude is important and practicing this each morning has certainly…

The fear of people (The morning journals)

I'm seemingly falling into a routine in the morning, which is something I crave a great deal. I could never do that in my old home. I'd wake feeling heavy and depressed and would struggle to get up at all. It was like my energy was being sucked down into the neighbours house below me…

The day after the day before (The morning journals)

So how do I feel post return to therapy? Well I am tired, I'm setting my jaw, my eyes feel almost slit like in an evil way, I'm irritable and I still ache. Are the two linked? Maybe or maybe I'm like this due to all the pain I am in. On a positive note…

Back to therapy (the morning journals)

Today is the day I return to therapy. It also signifies the day I start putting my morning pages onto my blog instead of into a notebook. I feel like an utter failure for needing to return to therapy, especially after just a few short months. I resent the fact I may well play the…