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In this time of chaos and uprising, do what you need to do to keep your mind clear, your soul fulfilled, and your heart full. It can’t be the world events’ fault that you feel the way you do- it’s our triggers. And lack of feeling safe. We all have lots of things we are working through right now. Get the help and support that you need. Talk things out with friends and loved ones. Be kind and loving to yourself. Create your peace in the middle of chaos. For this is true peace. You’ve got this. I’ve got your back. ❤️🙏 #innerpeace#chaos#success#healing#selfcare#selflove#safe#triggers#trauma#wehealhere
Having A Bad Day
We all have bad days even if we don’t suffer from a mental illness.
I think if you suffer with a mental illness the heightened emotions make it that little bit tougher when you are already down.
I have days when I don’t want to get out of bed. On these days no matter what my husband says to me, I think he’s an idiot and can’t stand being around him.
I visualise packing a bag, getting in my car and driving away.
I’m angry inside, so angry and I cry.
The next day I’m fine. Almost like it never happened.
It must be hard being with someone when you never know what mood they are in, not just on that day, but in that moment. Yes, it makes me sound like an awful wife and mother but that’s what having a mental illness is like. It sucks the light out of you. It almost takes away every ounce of energy you have as your mind goes into overdrive.
What if? What can I? I can’t? Round and round the thoughts go.
The truth is it took me a year of therapy and going over the same thing to begin to function. I needed a break. I needed to take time out to let my mind rest. I remember sitting there thinking I’ll wave a wand and magic up some spare time.
Looking back at how physically and mentally ill I was, I know now that having time to yourself and time as a couple is so important. Your marriage or partnership is not over when you have kids.
I came across my medical notes whilst unpacking a box the other day and there it is was in black and white
Sepsis. Major surgery required.
I look back and even to this day I brush off just how awful the situation was. My daughter nearly lost her mother. My husband his wife. I have days where I dwell on it and think, what if?
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(if it’s not for your or you just don’t like hearing about other people’s journeys then no worries🙂🙃 scroll past this one!)
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today’s my husband’s 30th birthday🧜🏼♂️🎁🎉 and while birthdays are sacred to me - and especially for the people i cherish most - my partner and I’s humor and relationship... well let’s just say, #RyanReynolds and #BlakeLively are totally relationship goals! we like to mock, tease and gest with wit and sarcasm towards one another - all lovingly of course😋. however, my husband doesn’t have social - so he won’t even see this until about a week or so later😜🙃
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well... this month, and intensely this week, have been overflowing with self-hate, guilt, shame, anger and everything else that was bubbling up and conflicting inside me... because... my husband turns 30 today. and i didn’t have the trip or bash of a lifetime planned and executed for him. i have resistant depression disorder and last night the shame and guilt was driving me towards the suicide ideation.
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so, naturally, as my depression was spiraling and my tears were soaking into his shirt - he help me closer and said “thank you for fighting so hard these past couple of years. you being here, continuing to fight, is the best gift i’ve ever received.”
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when i woke up this morning i was able to get up and bring my partner a piece of coffee cake with a sparkler in it and take up a birthday sign on our window 🖤 it wasn’t much (in fact in my destructive brain it was under the category of: JACK SHIT, epic failure as a wife and a human being, no less... buuuut...🙄 trying to remember: *selflove, selflove, selflove, selflove*). since illness doesn’t stop for milestone birthdays - we had to keep moving forward - and particularly, get up and ready for my ⚡️TMS treatment this morning.
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so, we both got up and into the shower. it probably should be noted that bathrooms in general are a major #ptsd trigger for me along with touching certain places on my body - like my lower to mid back is a no-go. another sidenote is that before i got sick i was 120-130lbs; after the...
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