So for a while I have been MIA. Being sick had got to me and alongside missing my meds for a few days and the high after my birthday I felt pretty low and isolated. During these periods doing things I love are increasingly hard, like blogging, drawing and reading. I had lost the energy to do anything. The only way I build myself up is creating change making plans and structure in my life, I have changed my hair colour, made a deal to myself that every evening I am going to walk the dog, get fresh air and breathe and give myself some time. Discovering new upbeat songs also re instills the creative in me which I love so dearly. Being sick for quite a while now has had an effect on me and simultaneously I have found and lost myself within it. I have found myself to be stronger than I ever give myself credit for, but at the same time having days that blend into one another made me feel ghost like. Its very cliche to say but more than anything before this year is over I want to find mysel...
Something beautiful will always come from struggle. Welcome to my life that involves mental illness