I drop things. I drop things a lot. Usually at really awkward times like out in public or in the shower.
Let’s just say that picking things up of the floor without falling over and ending up on the floor myself isn’t my strong point.
I drop things. I drop things a lot. Usually at really awkward times like out in public or in the shower.
Let’s just say that picking things up of the floor without falling over and ending up on the floor myself isn’t my strong point.
I have an appointment tomorrow that I’m nervous about.
The last couple of weeks have been really, really busy here for me, and yet somehow it’s all starting to feel a bit much.
I shouldn’t really say things like that. I’m currently jobless, and have been for most of the last three years, live at home with mum still, and don’t have any children to look after. In many ways, a lot people would say that I’m carefree, but it doesn’t always feel that way.
I live in a constant state of anxiety that people will think I’m lazy or ungrateful, so I try and keep myself as busy as possible by working on three novels, trying to upload at least one video a week to my YouTube channel and at least three posts to this blog. I love doing all of these things and don’t intend to stop doing them, but things have been busy the last few days and I’ve fallen behind on my own schedule. You guys probably didn’t notice, but I did, and I feel very, very bad about it.
I know that I don’t usually update my blog on a Tuesday, but I feel like I should after yesterday’s post.
It’s no secret that I wasn’t having a good day mood wise, and today has been so much better and I feel like a brand new person.
Days like the one I had yesterday can be tough, and it’s easy to feel like they low moods will never end, but they do. Not always quickly, but things do get better, and it’s important to remember that.
When I sat down to start writing today’s post, I thought that I was going write something about carrying things, especially heavy things, but as soon as I pressed the ‘New Post’ button, it didn’t feel right.
Although this blog is primarily one about me living with my disability cerebral palsy, I have also recently opened up about my mental health, and my journey through life with OCD, anxiety and low mood/depression.
I never know just how much of that to share here, not because I am ashamed of it, but because I don’t know if the people who read these posts would find it helpful or interesting.