Jheeze it’s frickin’ cold.
You know what makes me giggle? When people say having anxiety is a choice. Like yeah darl, I really chose to have anxiety and have the panic attacks that are coming with these frickin’ train journeys, oh I guess I chose that to. Not my fault I’m a crazy girl who needs therapy 😪
If someone had said to me a while back that ‘fresh air helps’ I will be honest, I probably would have laughed in their faces cos why would the fact I’m freezing my knockers off help me? In fact I would have told them that I’d be more depressed that I was cold.
Well it’s autumn (I Think? Lesbehonest (hehe get it?) I didn’t really pass my subject that told you which seasons which.) Anyway, my ISVA has some wacky ideas… heya I know you’re reading this!!! But this one was awesome.. took the scenic route back to my therapy session. It was absolutely beautiful there were beautiful flowers, a little lake,pond thing? Statues, all sorts of beautiful sitings. I was actually in my element. I Will however say I did not appreciate being made to run, away from squirrels.. Yes squirrels. They’re scary things. Ever seen Charlie and the chocolate factory?
Sorry got distracted; by squirrels!!!!😳
It was a beautiful walk in the park, costa hot chocolate in one hand, camera at the ready in the other. It actually helped. I was focused on my beautiful surroundings and for that little bit of time I didn’t have to worry about the thoughts in my head. Castle park is absolutely massive. It was far to cold to walk round the whole thing but to feel the bitter ice cold wind press itself against me for that walk was incredible. (Again I know I’m a bit of a crazy person) it actually helped. It felt good to not only be in control of my own little journey and where I was headed but also it felt good to just breath. I find it so difficult lately to breath and take my time and not talk. Not be a certin way or worry about what people thought of me. I could do whatever I liked (within reason.. I didn’t jog the perimeter naked or anything 🤣
I do get so fixated of people and what they’re intentions are and what they think of me. I’e always got on with people older. I was made to grow up from a young age. I like conversations, although my anxiety doesn’t. Get this, I have this lovely lady I know… I met her because she taxis me around everywhere because I’m too crazy to go places without breaking down. She is amazing. She knows who she is and how much she’s helped me. Just by having a little  (or big cos let’s face it hun were both chatterboxes😉) it helped me face the train journey I was dreading, it made it that little bit easier.
The problem with getting on so well with people like this means that I’m always waiting, I’m waiting for them to leave or not care anymore and tbh I practically set myself up for a fall. My little voices tell me that everyone secretly hates me. Tells me not to bother people or listen to the nice things people do say. It tells me that no-one cares. This is so difficult because I end up drifting and end up with no-one. Which yes is my fault I suppose.
I do think today, whilst yes I am still struggling a lot. With my inner demons and the people around me, it has been quite positive. Yay! I said it. You lot best be pleased.
So honestly, so something outrageous. Go and take a walk or run. Go and feed the ducks. Hell go and do what YOU want. Go and do what YOU need.
The fresh air helped me. The scenery helped me. I’m not promising it works. But you have to TRY. Even if it feels impossible. He’l I know how hard it is to even get into the shower sometimes. But try and if it doesn’t work? Try something else. Because I know it’ easier said than done. But nobody else can do it for us unfortunately. We’ve got to get up and TRY.
#THANKSPINKFORTHEINSPIRATION
Stay strong, stay focused, stay with me
Thegirlwithabipolarmind x