Since my realisation that I suffer from depression, I've let it define me. I've let it consume my every inch of being, swallowing me and everything that makes me who I am, into a black hole. Even in times of lightness, it's still there looming, playing on repeat in the background. I had a conversation with … Continue reading My depression doesn’t define me.
Practising gratitude is something I dabbled in while on one of my previous depression 'rollercoaster' trips but I never really actively got into it. Honestly, I wish I did back then though, because, I seriously think it would've stopped me from going down several slippery slopes into numbness and helped to turn my life around. … Continue reading I’m Grateful for Gratitude
Bearing in mind, this was the first weekend in five weeks that I've left the comfort of my home and family, I was shitting myself. The mere thought of socialising flipped my heart into a pounding overdrive. But the desire to get out of my house and see those incredible works of art was enough to get … Continue reading I am worthy.
When I first heard of 'self-love' a few weeks ago, I googled it. I was searching on Pinterest for quotes to inspire me out of this rut I'd found myself in and I stumbled across this thing called a 'self love club'. I actually couldn't believe that there was such a thing. I had never, … Continue reading What the heck is self-love?
I’ve never been a writer. I was one of those kids who excelled at maths and science but always got below average marks in English class at school. So I never thought I’d ever be doing this. Ever. But I’m not well and it’s time for me to finally do something substantial about it. With … Continue reading Why a blog?