For the past few weeks I have been living and working in a place within Victoria. It was a spontaneous decision. I had 5 weeks to spare and decided it would be better to work during those 5 weeks than to travel around and spend money (which I couldn’t afford to do). So I messaged … Continue reading Reaching A Milestone
It's getting closer and closer to the end of 2018 and what a year it has been. It's the first year in a while where there has been more ups than downs but it has been a roller coaster adventure. I've had a tough couple of months with my anxiety. It's been a real shitter … Continue reading Farewell 2018!
My last major mental breakdown was May last year. For months afterwards I was on self-destruct mode. When it came to alcohol, drugs and nights out I couldn't say no. By November I was mid way through my one to one counselling sessions which were mainly focusing on my PTSD and anxiety. At this point … Continue reading Getting Signed Off Work Due To My Mental Health
We live in a world where it is easy to notice the negatives. Whether we are noticing them in other people or ourselves. Over time it can have an effect on our self-esteem and how we see ourselves. What is low self-esteem? A low self-esteem means you will have slightly more critical opinions of yourself. … Continue reading Building Self-Esteem
I was at the Manchester Christmas markets last year with my best friend L. It's somewhere we go almost every year and we went to our favourite stall. It sells incense sticks, cones, holders and gorgeous handmade journal type books. So I bought a journal that 'winked' at me. It was too beautiful for me … Continue reading Journal
So I'll explain the image first. My mum is ones of those mums that always sends thank you cards. It's cute and polite, but it's also kinda lame🙄. I stayed at my uncle's house last weekend and she bought him a thank you card, bottle of wine and chocolates for me to give to him🙄. … Continue reading So today…
Coping with PTSD is not easy. Far from it in fact. It's like that one wanker that you just can't seem to shake off and every now and again they pop up right in your fucking face. I've had my PTSD for about 10 years or more. It's only this year I can say I am … Continue reading TIES