I have always often been subject to whatever mood i'm in and have let that dictate how things roll. For example, when I was doing my degree in English Literature, if I did not emphatically relate to a text in an emotive way then I struggled to write about it; I literally had to feel… Continue reading Moods, Medusa, Fear and Creativity
I can't deny I was a wreck, a total wreck and felt utterly bereaved. I wanted to take away this horrendous empty feeling that was left as my son went off to university 60 miles away for chrissake. I felt almost utterly ridiculous at how lost, lonely and sad I was. I'd have laughed if… Continue reading Sad mothers club. One’s flown the nest. Writing about feelings.
I don't actually know where to begin, but I am going to try to begin right here. My personal experience is medication on and off since I was in my early 20’s. Prozac first, followed by a descent into worse symptoms followed by a diagnosis of bi polar 2 followed by medication and being under… Continue reading Question to self: What’s the big deal with taking medication for mental unwellness?
There's three things I want to write about today: Tea and chocolate Mental Health and the split mind (RANT) Finding your field Firstly then, I bought a most delicious chocolate bar yesterday. It reads like a poem: Green and Blacks velvet edition Dark Chocolate SALTED CARAMEL blended with Yorkshire caramel infused with delicate flakes of… Continue reading In Search of how to go about things when you keep getting ill … and eating chocolate while drinking tea..
Before Winter comes, bringing in the dark, cold and lonesome nights, the summer swells fulsomely. Swollen trees' green buxom bosoms waft dancingly; swaying, in music time, like women in their prime; clutching a glass of cold dry wine in the sunlight, flirting outrageously with life; confident tomorrow they will still shine. All… Continue reading Before Winter Comes: A Poem
So, I’m still on the depression theme but trying to make headway. I signed up to the HeadSpace app again some months ago after a long break and quickly started the Depression Pack - that was March, I'm on session 9 (of 30) four months later which averages at about 1 and three quarter meditation… Continue reading Ramblings on Tree Posing at Bus Stops and Meditation and Sadness or is it Depression..? and on being a beached whale in the fight against the barbaric blues…
On the last occasion I smuggled popcorn into the cinema it was my daughters birthday and we were going to see Black Panther. It was so good. Being a woman of slender means I decided to buy a few bags of £1 popcorn and a few bottles of cheap pop to save on the… Continue reading Sneaking popcorn into the cinema