Miles for Mind

From 10k’s, 5k’s, bungee jumps and sky dives I try to do something to raise money for charity every year.

It’s over!

The first week of work and the new year is over. So in my last post I said how happy I was that I’d managed to get up after my alarm went off, and shower before work. The intention is to do this as often as possible (within reason). When you only get a few […]

Back to work blues..

I’m very tired.. I just went to drink some tea out of my empty cup and it made me sad 😂

A very painful week.

Mostly I just hope that the pain eases off, it sorts my insides out as needed and that I don’t poop my pants.

Am I lost?

When you’re young you have such firm ideas of how life should go. What age makes you a grown up, what it is that grown ups do.. houses, kids, marriages, jobs. I was so convinced that by my mid 20’s I would be a mother. All my life I’ve been great with kids, the go […]

Affirmations

I didn’t do any affirmations for two or three weeks, it felt like too much pressure, but I think it was because I had had a relapse of some of my more intense PTSD symptoms so I just had to give myself the time and space needed to cope, and deal with those. ‘I am […]

Monday Monday!

Happy Bank Holiday Monday to you all, or just Monday if it’s not a bank holiday for you, from me and the spot on my chin that won’t go away! I actually have several all on my chin at the moment but only one central and eye catching, thanks hormones! I typically hate pictures of […]

Not the Sunday I was expecting.

I wanted to go out somewhere nice with the dog, somewhere we would have to drive to so we could both be in nature and have fun exploring. The weather is certainly good for it, though me being me I’d have to lather on the factor 50 before we left. I woke up to my […]

Showering is hard these days.

So, I’ve had a shower for the first time since Sunday. Is that gross? Sure. Did I smell? Absolutely. Does knowing that change anything? No, depression doesn’t care, and you pretty much just feel worse cause you know you’re being gross. I brushed my teeth, put some undies and a face mask on (my skin […]

New diagnosis, acknowledging and asking for help with PTSD.

Around fifteen years ago, I was on a night out with my friends. My drink was spiked, and I was sexually assaulted. I remember some parts of the evening but have lost large periods of time that I don’t know if I’ll ever remember entirely. The assault was reported to the police, and my mum […]