Only after a conversation with a friend did I realise how little I’d been outside in January – and what it was doing to my mood.
One of my top posts is about renovating a house with anxiety – nice to know I’m not alone on that one. Even so, it’s a little more on the easy-breezy side, so I felt a slightly more serious approach to the perils of redecorating might be in order.
Over the last four to six weeks, I’ve had a rather unfortunate spike in feeling anxious. It’s as though it’s reared it’s ugly head to say: ‘Ah yes, it’s been approximately three months since you really panicked about something. About time we changed that.’
Something happens when you hit adulthood. Just as you gain the freedom of independence and start to hit your stride, your energy to pursue the things you love seems to dip. Whether it’s work, children, study or otherwise, maintaining motivation seems to become a task in itself.
There are plenty of parts of my body that attract negative self-talk on a regular basis (usually thanks to hormones). There is, however, one specific part of my self-image I’ve struggled with above all others －and it doesn’t involve an inch of cellulite. Windows to the soul My eyes have been the catalyst for many […]
The link between mental health issues and creativity has been a hotly contested topic for some time. It’s easy to see why when ‘tortured artists’ such as Van Gogh, Sylvia Plath, Virginia Woolf, and Edgar Allen Poe produced such revered work amid mental turmoil. So it doesn’t take long to hypothesise that perhaps there’s more […]