“What is wrong with you? You are so grumpy!” Mr C’s words sting me. Mostly because they are true. I am grumpy. This is what I hate about depression. The emotional roller coaster. It sucks. For a couple of days I have been travelling really well. I have had hope. I have dared to…
Tag: Anxiety
How to organise your laundry
I don’t usually do how-to posts. I’m all about the emotion of living life, not necessarily organising it. There are far more better qualified people that talk about organising than I ever could. For one, I can’t be bothered with the relentless photo staging and taking. Who has time for that? However, you will…
Anxiety is a bitch
Mr C had to go for spinal surgery this morning. A laminectomy to be exact. His back started hurting him around 6 weeks ago. In typical male style he tried to ignore the excruciating sciatica for about a week before making an appointment to see an osteopath. The osteopath did not recommend Mr C…
The day I lost my smile + how I’m going to get it back
I may have mentioned this before, but when I was at school, I was known as ‘Smiler’. Despite my chaotic, alcoholic home life, I loved being at school and because of that I smiled. All the time. It occurred to me recently that I have lost my smile. I rarely laugh, I hardly relax. I have,…
So what do you do when you cry at a workshop – in front of 23 strangers?
I cried today. I did. At a workshop. In front of 23 other women, who were, effectively, strangers. I’m an emotional person you see. I cry when I am happy, I cry when I am sad and I especially cry when I feel unsafe. I wasn’t meant to feel unsafe. It wasn’t the fault…
How to be confident – a course
I have no confidence. It’s true. I lack that inherent belief in myself that so many confident people seem to have. When I was 13, my parents sent me to visit friends of theirs that lived over 600 kilometres away. They owned horses and I was mad on horses. My parents could not afford to…