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"Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things."Arthur Schopenhauer Photo by Natalie on Pexels.com If you have stumbled upon this blog, then welcome! I started this blog so I could get some heavy stuff off my heart and mind. I'm 31, have depression and anxiety, I'm obese and a self harmer. …

Why Covid life is giving a glimpse into the world of Derealisation

We are all living in this new world of Covid. A life in which, for some, time has no meaning, days come and go, the world feels muted. Depersonalisation and derealisation, for me at least, feels alot like this. I wake in the morning not knowing what day it is, or month. I wake and …

Hey, ripple maker…

it's me. We havnt spoken in so long. It's had to be that way. I rang to try and get back in contact last week, and they told me you were off sick. I hope that you are well and that you are just working on your plan. I pray you havnt given up hope …

Abandoned

That's how I feel right now. It's the story of my life. People either abandon me or treat me so badly that I have to escape. Image by artist- Sow Ay My family, though remaining physically close, abandoned me emotionally so many times that I can't be myself around them. I can't turn to them …

I can’t trust my memories

He told me today that he was surprised that I stayed in an abusive relationship for so long. He said he thought I was stronger than that. That I would have spoken up sooner. Of course I put him in his place about the nature of abusive relationships, and I educated him on the reasons …

Help me…

I don't know how much longer I can hold on for. How much longer I can fight the demon inside my head. The last few weeks I have been plagued by images of my dad in that hospital bed. How long will this keep happening? How many more times do I have to relive those …

The angry side of grief

Warning. This contains profanities for which I'm not apologetic. It's been a year.One really long, short year. A year I didn't think I would survive. A year I didn't want to survive. The last 24th of May, I was in benidorm, in a whirlwind of emotion, caught in the grips of sudden grief. I can …

I don’t want to stop writing ;

I don't want to stop writing. It's an outlet for expression that has served me greatly in the last year. I'm able to articulate my feelings and thoughts in a way I simply can't do out loud. It helps me find some perspective and gives meaning to the feelings I'm having. I don't want to …

Please come home…

I watched a film today, about a boy who got separated from his family. He spent years tracking down his mother when he was older. It was a lovely film, called Lion. Why am I talking about films you ask?It made me realise something. Something that I'm not sure many people would say out loud.  …

What’s real?

When will the nightmares end? Every night I am plagued by the most heart wrenching dreams. They are so real that in the morning I have to check certain things to convince myself they aren't real. Nightmares are just another way the inner critic tries to convince us that we are no good. That everything …

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