Tag: Mental Health
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Back to blogging!

Hello to all my followers (Mum are you even there at this point?) My god it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything of substance, and my god has it been a while since I’ve written about being unable to post anything of substance. It seems that the last piece I wrote for my little…
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Turning (nearly) 30 in London VS turning (nearly) 30 travelling

Hello friends, how’s it going this bleak and bleary Monday evening? Yeah, that’s how I’m starting this post, because I don’t feel all sunshine and rainbows today. Why? Because it got dark as I was literally walking home, and I do not like to see it (or to not see it in this case, because…
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A message to my Grandad from Gili T, Indonesia

Recently, I was looking through some of the writings I’d made throughout my world travels. Today I went for lunch with my Grandma, I haven’t seen her in SO long and there’s a part of me that is so sad that he can’t join. I also haven’t seen a really good sunset around here in…
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5 Things I’m Proud Of On My 28th Birthday!

Oh my god, I’m 28 years old. What. The. Entire. Heck. For someone who is a secret/not-so-secret now Peter Pan, the thought of turning 28 makes me feel genuinely ill inside. I just hate getting older – like every ayota of it.I hate the thought of having more responsibilities and I hate the thought of…
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5 Annoying Things About Travelling Solo

Recently I was speaking to a friend about the pros and cons of being single. The pros being that you can be an independent woh-man who can go everywhere without needing someone to check up on you, the negatives being that you don’t have anyone to put suncream on your back when we’re blessed with…
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I’VE MOVED OUT! The latest non-travel update

It’s 14.34 on a rainy, sunny afternoon in May. In London. That’s right, my online travel diary is becoming scarcely less about travel and slightly more about my chocolate addiction or the complexities of life as a nearly 28-year old whose half a backpack is still residing somewhere in Brisbane, having been left at the…
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It’s just you

I held myself tightly under the shower desperately trying to stop myself from shaking as the water soaked my hair and mixed with my tears. I couldn’t feel my arms. I couldn’t stop my legs trembling. I was half tempted to sit on the bath floor and yet desperately wanted to hold myself tightly; rock…
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MS AWARENESS WEEK: The 5 Things MS Has Taught Me

I’ve thought long and hard about the best way to write this for MS Awareness Week. Do I write facts? An account on how you’ve affected my life? Do I talk about how it’s only now, 22 years after my Dad first got diagnosed that I can barely even speak about a few of the…
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The Post Lockdown ‘Lose the pounds’ Phase – Why I’m Refusing To Listen

Looking at me, I don’t think you would assume I ever suffered from an eating disorder. In fact, looking at me and judging me at face value, I would assume you’d think I had it all together – mentally that is. But nobody – absolutely NOBODY – has it all together, in any sense of…
