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…

I am a tiny city of immigrants (a morning journal)

Parts of me feel unreal or like they are simmering out of my existence. It's like I am losing little fragments of who I am. I grasp at them through the hazy cloud but I grab nothing but empty space, leaving me to question whether I was ever there at all or if I am…

Dissociation & Grey areas (The morning journals)

I'm having my hair coloured today but out of the blue I have decided to have a dramatic cut. This may not seem like a drama based idea to many but for someone with strong emotional flares and personality alterations, it could be disastrous in a few days. You see, I'm prone to changes of…

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 problem with train tracks

As many regular readers know, I have recently relocated. I am slowly finding my way about the neighbourhood on days I am able to take shirt walks and today I focused on taking a bit of exercise by finding the shortcut to town. I found it. It cuts my previous journey in more than half…

I have lost my purpose

This blog has fallen far from its original purpose. It is off the tracks and coming to a chugging stop beside the Eden plan. I have failed myself and my intended purpose of bringing awareness to the reader. 

New starts are not always easy

Moving home is a stress for anyone. Only the coolest of folk could avoid the hair yanking frenzy that is a house move. A home move requires organisation, communication, strength, energy and the ability to generally function. Now take all that away. Seriously, imagine it. You can’t even organise a jolly in a brewery, you…