Tag: depression
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Literally losing my mind.
I don’t know if it’s stress, depression, anxiety, suicidal ideas/daydreams – or all combined – or none of it and I’m just getting dementia earlier on in my life – but I’m losing my mind, guys. I’m losing it. I’ve caught the wrong bus and ended up in Aussie wilderness (we call it “whoop whoop”)…
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JD, you’re okay
Today’s blog is about being hurt by a really stupid thing. I work in a position in Local Government. The work building is HUGE and is made up of a labyrinth of long corridors. Like…SUPER LONG corridors, guys. One of them is the main hallway that leads from Reception (where I work on a team…
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Bloganuary – What is the most memorable gift you have ever received?
Gifts. I absolutely love giving and receiving gifts. I get so excited when I pick a gift for someone I love. I put lots of thought into what they like and what kind of gift would make them happiest. In my life, I’ve recieved not one – but FOUR gifts that have moved me and…
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Dangerous Territory
Full disclosure guys, (maybe you’ve even already read about it so it won’t come as a surprise to you) I USED TO BE A STALKER. Something I’m deeply ashamed of and given the choice, I keep under wraps and try not to bring up/talk about. It was a dark, confusing time in my life and…
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Plan B
Today I’m fortifying my castle walls and to protect myself as I rebuild, I’m not going to interact with anyone if I can help it. I’m going to stay in my room all day so that no one can talk to me. Yesterday really traumatised me and I’m not sure how to recover from it…
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“I can take it”
I want to help whenever I see someone hurting. I can’t seem to help but want to go over to them, put an arm around them or automatically lift up the other end of whatever huge burden they’re pulling along behind them so that between us, the burden won’t be as heavy on that person.…
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Just…do what you can.
Depression is an insidious bastard. I’m caught up in it’s awful, sticky grip right now and it makes very simple things suddenly very difficult. Like showering. Showering means I have to take off my clothes. All of them. Already I am overwhelmed at the thought of undressing. It already feels like too much to have…
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Still here
Yesterday I called in “sick” to work. I feel bad about it because I wasn’t sick, I was fed up, overwhelmed and burnt out. I don’t know if that would have been acceptable to call in with, so I went with “a migraine” which was accepted without question. Hmm. I also emailed my Psychiatrist’s secretary…
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