The funny thing with mental health is you never know when it’s going to bite you in the arse, so to speak. No triggers, nothing you can pinpoint, it just comes and goes in waves, and all you can do is ride it.
That is how I have been feeling lately and honestly, you wouldn’t know unless I wrote this. Over the years, I have learned how to disguise it. From the outside looking in, you wouldn’t have a clue what is going on.
Before anyone comes for me, yes, I know it’s not the healthiest way to be, but it’s how I have managed so far, and in my reality, I don’t think anyone goes as far and beyond for others as I do. So it’s always a little disappointing when you do open up, and it feels like no one really listens or cares.
I have been struggling with motivation, just getting out of the house feels like a task, and because mental health waits for no one, of course, it starts during the half term, sending mum guilt sky high!
But the truth is, she’s happiest in the simple moments—snuggled on the sofa watching a movie or having a kitchen disco to our latest favourite songs.
We did get out today, though, woohoo! and I wanted to document it because, honestly, did I want to go? absolutely not, but the sun came out, and it gave me that little boost I needed.
Seasonal depression too, yep, I know, trade me in! :)
We got in the car, rallied the troops, headed into town, had a Costa, had a proper mooch and it did the trick.
Heres to riding the waves, no matter how tough they get
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