Well it’s been awhile since I’ve blogged.
Life has been difficult the last few months with boy trouble, quitting my job, finding a new one & being diagnosed with anxiety.
But, we’re at the end of the tunnel I hope, new job is going well so far. Things are looking up with the boy & through therapy, I’m dealing with the voices in my head.
I’m feeling pretty positive. It made me realise how you never know what’s going on with people. In their heads, hearts, at home or work. Always be kind.
What I’ve also realised is how much people complain…..
I had friends over at the weekend & all some of them did was just moan.
Moaning about the weather. Moaning about their work. Moaning about being on a diet. Moaning about being tired. Moaning about their partner. Moaning about being single. Etc etc.
Sometimes you need a good moan, I’m s big believer in that. But there’s a time & a place like over a bottle of wine with your bestie.
Not at a house party where people want to have fun & be happy.
Maybe I should of been brave enough to ask them to leave but no one needs the drama.
I just hope I’m not a hypocrite. Going to work on being less moany. No more morning moaning moans.
Feeling mentally exhausted at the moment.
Work is so full on. Everyone is stressy & grumpy. Its a really negative environment to be in at the moment. They’re all nuts as well with an agenda.
Sometimes the bravest thing to do is be yourself.
I find this hard. Even though I have a great, support network – I just feel I’m not as good as others.
Low self esteem for ya, plus I’m naturally a negative thinker. I’m very good at focusing on the bad.
I need to focus on the good. Because life is good, I need to relax my mind and breathe. Breathe & just chill. Why is it so hard?
Any tips on relaxing, I’m listening.
The above photo was me this morning.
Mum & I haven’t been getting on very well the last few weeks.
She calls me high maintenance and I think she’s a negative influence.
You should choose your fights carefully but its difficult.
She doesn’t understand my anxieties and I’m expected to just get on with life as I’m the stable child apparently.
My little brother currently has a sore back from whiplash so he can’t move around much but can go clubbing? Hmm.
He’s also at a shitty job which he chose. He has a psycho girlfriend which he chose. Who has a baby with another man whilst dating him which he’s now choosing to bring up.
See a pattern? He chose these things and he says he’s happy for it which is great but he’s still the special one.
The older I get, the more I get fed up of this and feel myself distancing away from my family.
I really can’t wait to have my own place.
On a lighter note, I’m very lucky to have such a lovely, supportive boyfriend and some great friends who keep me in check.