One year ago today, I wrote my first post, it took me 3 months to write the 2nd. I have written things that I would never have the courage to say in person, but I’ve kept so much hidden still. I have written about thoughts, feelings and emotions that I’ve felt, but I have so more to say.
I would like to say that this year has been great and that I feel better but in truth I feel loads worse. 2020 has been a tough year for all, yet for those who were already suffering from any MH issue, this year made everything 100 times worse.
I hit a point last week where I knew I had to put myself first for the first time in a very long time. I felt completely exhausted and emotionally burnt out. It was making me physically ill, my body ached, my head was so heavy and on occasions, just opening my eyes hurt. I knew that I couldn’t carry on feeling like this. I knew I had to hit the stop button. It’s time for me to put my happiness and health above everything else, because it was killing me feeling like I did.
I would like to thank those few individuals that have taken their time to make sure I’m ok, the texts, the phone calls, the many walks, especially the muddy ones and just knowing I have people around me, even though I feel lonelier that ever. Hopefully onwards and upwards at some point anyway.
