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It’s been a while…

The jist of this place really is just to share things on my mind, identify my flaws, register my positives, and track the ongoing story of my life.

Consider it a diary of sorts, containing my inner thoughts. Though I’m certianly not here to shit talk or bitch. Just happy stuff. Weird stuff. The stuff that defines me kinda stuff.

Now…Therapy!

…been a long while since I last heard the above song, but

For reals though, it’s been a really long time since I indulged in blogging.
I used to love it, I probably still do, and I could use some more hobbies right now so I did something about it, I made a blog…
Fuck it dude, Let’s go Blogging“.

The jist of the place is just to share what’s happening in my life at the moment I guess.
Talking is definitely a good thing for the ol’ mental health, so even if the audience here is just hypothetical. Just posting for my own sake will do me good. Though don’t expect bitchy or gloomy stuff here.

NOW…If LOST Season 1 taught me anything it’s that the good way to start something is to just run with current events, then splice in some character origin story stuff every now and then for development…so I’ll do that.

Therapy!!

Just under 2 weeks back I got discharged from physiotherapy from the combo meal of breaking my leg and fracturing my hip earlier this year. More on that silliness another time…
Then last week, I had my first session of one on one (mind) therapy.

The movies sort of ruined it for me. I was expecting a comfy chair to sit/ lay in, and just stare up at the roof with my hands clasped, going deep into my thoughts…
Instead, it was very much the standard British doctor’s office template you’ve seen from 1980’s to now.

Pretty much the above.

Last week I had an hour-long one-on-one session in a sort of general sense.
Going over what things make me sad/ depressed/ anxious. Whilst it was all quite spread thin (how do you talk about EVERYTHING in 1 hour?) it was still quite a good bit of self-reflection. The main goal of last week’s session though was to help make things going forward more direct.

This week I had my first more directed session. Touched on how much stress (the lack of) money (is causing me), and the fears of mounting bills since living on my own. Ain’t December a d’bag?!

Also, touched a little on how I’m not getting enjoyment out of my weeknights. After work. I usually start by doing some tidying/ housework, followed maybe by some form of exercise. Then I shower, make food, eat it, shove something on a streaming platform and the night blurs from there… Sometimes I don’t even appreciate what I’ve watched cause I’ve watered it down with some Reddit browsing or Wikipedia article bingeing.

So I’m told I need more structure. I could do to start adding more hobbies to my week. Hobbies I’ve either fallen off since riding the depression wave earlier this year, or hobbies that I’ve been meaning to do for years but keep finding excuses to not do.
It certainly wouldn’t hurt me to make more plans with people mid-week too.

Above is a sheet of paper I was given that explains what different kinds of activities do to the brain. Whilst I’m doing a lot better with anxiety/ depression than I had prior. I could still be doing better.

So rather than just letting the night fade into it’s usual trappings, I’m going to try and plan things a little better and see how that works out for me.

Let it be said though. I’m very optimistic about how this therapy stuff has begun.

At times the therapy can almost feel patronising. Some of the things you go over seem like such “duh! common-sense” type advice.
Though “Common Sense” is not the currency passed around the mind if you have mental health.
So for as stupid as I feel hearing some of the advice, it’s stuck with me better hearing it from someone who’s there to help. The goal is to re-build my mind’s way of handling things from scratch and ultimately make me better equipped for day to day life.

Want in on this? Well if you’re local to where I live (Preston, England) then you can self-refer yourself to talk to someone about mental health and get some free therapy scheduled in through the NHS >>here<<.
Note: The wait time is close to 2 months though, but it’s darn tootin better than no help.

No matter where you are in the world there will be local equivalents and/ or charities that can help. Do not bury your feels.

tl;dr

  • I’m blogging again, evidently.
  • I completed physiotherapy, and now I’m onto the sequel.
  • Therapy is interesting. Don’t be scared to give it a try if you could use some help.

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