*PLEASE TAKE NOTE THE CONTENT I HAVE WRITTEN IN THIS POST IS SUSCEPTIBLE TO SUDDEN CHANGE BECAUSE OF COURSE I AM MENTALLY CHALLENGED*
I realise I haven’t really written much on my mental health issues of late. I find it a bit un balanced that I only talk about the shit days and not the good days. Maybe some of you will go
“oh she isn’t struggling BORING! time to move on to the next post”. That is cool but I feel there is a need for this post to explain how things are for me.
My illnesses have not gone away. They haven’t been cremated and gathered up. Taken up by the wind- dispersed to all four corners of the globe.
and West. I would love that to happen. If I was an artist I think that image could make an epic drawing or painting. My illnesses are still here.
I still have more thoughts about my weight than I do about my own wedding.
I still weigh myself a couple of times a day
I still deprive myself of certain foods.
I still exercise even when my body needs the rest.
I still think people are looking a my perceived flaws when they may just be listening to me speak.