It's something that has haunted us all at one point or the other. It's haunted me more times than I'd like to admit. And it's hard. It's so hard to beat. You might be past it, you might have it, or you may be facing it in the future. It's not something you can just 'get over.' It takes time and patience, patience with yourself mostly. It's those days that are the hardest to me. You know what ones I mean. The ones where the day is awful before you've even opened your eyes. We all get them.
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Thursday, 7 April 2016
My Tips For Coping With The Bad Days: Depression
It's something that has haunted us all at one point or the other. It's haunted me more times than I'd like to admit. And it's hard. It's so hard to beat. You might be past it, you might have it, or you may be facing it in the future. It's not something you can just 'get over.' It takes time and patience, patience with yourself mostly. It's those days that are the hardest to me. You know what ones I mean. The ones where the day is awful before you've even opened your eyes. We all get them.
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Tuesday, 14 July 2015
Walking A Dog When You Don't Own One
Always wanted a dog but the parents always said no?
Well we almost got a puppy,by the owners decided suddenly that they would keep it after all and we got a kitten instead but a part of me wasn't satisfied. So when our next door neighbours moved in with a newborn and a dog, I plucked up the courage to ask if I could walk her, and it turned into a weekly experience.
Well we almost got a puppy,by the owners decided suddenly that they would keep it after all and we got a kitten instead but a part of me wasn't satisfied. So when our next door neighbours moved in with a newborn and a dog, I plucked up the courage to ask if I could walk her, and it turned into a weekly experience.
Thursday, 18 June 2015
Story Time: A Hobbling Fool (Part 1)
"We said this year was going to be different!" My former best friend argued.
We had just moved into a student flat together along with my boyfriend and two other people. We had promised that we were going to be more social and outgoing, and lo and behold, we had been invited to a party. I wasn't sure about attending; I was tired and planned on having a chilled night in. But she pursued relentlessly so I caved and dragged my boyfriend with us. We got ready and went to the
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