When you have no words, When you have nothing left to say. You’ll be forever left wondering, Why did it ever have to happen this way. When troubles consume you, Worries, fears and dread. You could be left once again wondering, Would I rather live, or should I just be dead. When you have no… Continue reading When You Have No Words..
Hello my loves, I apologise in advance for any spelling mistakes and what not, I’ve got a bit of a headache brewing and I’m rushing this one a little bit too much. So as some of you may know, I am returning to uni next week, going straight out on to practice on a general… Continue reading I Chased My Fears; Instead of Running From Them.
Hello Flower Pots!🌻 I know, you probably thought that my blog had become extinct, wiped out, no longer known to this glorious planet. Nope, I’ve just been doing my bit for mental health in person, giving talks and what not with Time to Change Wales; I haven’t written a blog post about it, but I’ve… Continue reading A Letter to Myself. I’m Sorry.
Dear Wales, My Welsh brothers, sisters & the whole of the Welsh squad that went to France to fight like hell in the 2016 Euros, I’m sorry. 2016 was a tough year for me. Anyone who knows me personally will know. Anyone who doesn’t, just has to read my blogs and you’ll find out (I… Continue reading Dear Wales, my beautiful country, I’m sorry. #EUROS2016
Hello you beautiful people! 🌈 Today’s post is similar to the one about my ‘mental health make up’. I’m the worst person ever, can’t even remember my own blog’s title!😂 Never mind.. Anyway, I want to try and take a hit at it from a different angle. I really want people to see how easy… Continue reading I’m not going to lie. I am two faced.
Hello petals!🌻 Sorry for the Snapchat filter 😐😐 Today.. I’m going to be writing about my illnesses, and the ‘labels’ best known to some as ones ‘diagnosis’ 😂, and how I feel about them, and what they mean to me. Obviously as you all know, I’m mentally ill. If you don’t, then I have the… Continue reading My mental health illness ‘labels’, and what they mean to me.
Hello flower pots! I’ve been singing this little part of the song all bloody day. Today has been the day, that I think I’ve hit rock bottom. That I’ve hit the never ending wall, that is far too tall to climb. I don’t even know how else to explain it so feel free to post… Continue reading I’m lost. Waiting to be found in an ocean of people. – Grace Vanderwaal.