Help

I’m currently sat here at 6.30am wishing I was in bed. Both dog and son want attention but don’t want the other one too.

Flats a state

I’m a fat slob (I just weighed myself) and I’m DONE.

Let me tell ya! I’ve had suicidal ideation most days this week short but practiced so much self care and techniques I feel now I’ve gone the other way and feel exhausted.

I have psychology today thank fuck. I think the point of this blog is no matter how you’re feeling there is a way out.

No matter how you’re feeling it can get better. My stress may be heightened to fuck today but I know it’s not forever and that’s a skill I’ve learnt that I’m so thankful for. I used to think depression, anxiety, stress and extreme moods last for ever-slowly overtime I realise that’s not true.

Don’t let your mind defeat you, your soul is stronger. I promise. The pain may run deep and your body feel cold and in a deep sea of nothingness but that doesn’t mean you can’t turn it around.

It’s possible, I’ve done it multiple times and I’m nothing special.

Short and sweet, hardly poetic but please don’t give up on this life. You’ve got this 💜