My figurative anxiety toolbox was filled with tools for dealing with mental illness-y things that had no basis. Of identifying rogue emotions and coping. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘what to do when someone close to you dies’. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘how to cope when someone breaks into your home twice in a week and you’re home for the second attempt’. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘actual life shit that the whole world is effectively ill equipped to deal with and so are you and that’s okay’.
This has been a weird year
Do you ever just sit back and notice yourself?
I had fully intended to write 23 blog posts. FULLY. It just never happened, for a variety of reasons. Finishing up college for term took it out of me more than I thought it would, and I’ve been catching up on sleep and generally relaxing as best as I could. This particular post is about gratitude.
Last week I was lucky enough to be offered a preview of the brand new FlyeFit gym on South Circular Road as well as a year’s membership. Naturally I was chuffed, as I had fully planned on getting myself a membership when it opened so myself and my boyfriend could motivate each other in weight loss……
side note: this is henceforth part of a series I’ll temporarily call disorganised order of think pieces (AKA ‘having a tiny rant’). It rambles a bit. Every so often I get consumed by an idea, or a concept. These are probably ideas or concepts which have long occurred to other people, or… Continue reading Working 9-5, not a way to make a living (in 2016, anyway)
An article on TheJournal.ie, written by the wonderful Patrick Kelleher, surfaced on Sunday where my struggle with Borderline Personality Disorder was available for the world to take stock of. He asked to interview me about it following this interview on the mental health budget cuts, and I agreed happily. In the past few months I… Continue reading Troll in the dungeon! Thought you ought to…. rate their responses out of 10.