The tent had been chosen and a campsite had almost been chosen. Throughout my session, my partner had been looking for a place for us to stay and in doing so had come up with a crazy but exciting plan. It was way too easy to give in to sitting on the sofa all evening with my cat. The thought made me feel a glimmer of excitement but ultimately my worry held me back. I mentioned this to my therapist and she told me I should just go. My partner had suggested that morning that we should go away for 1 night but something incredibly irritating about anxiety is that you feel crippled with worry at the though of doing anything. I felt uninspired to do anything despite my agitation. It was a Saturday I was incredibly low and agitated. The main turning point for me and my year happened during one of my therapy sessions in June. I often feel like I'm not working hard enough on my work so force myself to work and work even though most of that time is spent staring out a window in distress that I'm struggling to work so am not doing good enough. Something which was helping me the most was to split my day up more to include more 'me time' and that means time I can spend doing things I enjoy like writing. At first it felt like nothing was helping me as 3 months later I felt almost exactly the same. This time I was going to do it without the meds, or at least try to. I'd been treated for depression before in 2012 and was on meds for a year. I was worried that the therapist would tell me I was fine and I'd feel embarrassed - it's actually happened before, kind of.Īnyway, my therapist told me that I did need her help and not just for anxiety, but I also had depression. In March I finally decided to get therapy, something which I'd been considering for at least a year but could never bring myself to do. I knew I'd been anxious for years now (about 3 years) but it was taking over my life. Something which I've never delved into on this blog (and boy I'm still worried about doing it but uhhh here we go) is the fact that I suffer with depression and anxiety. The Low MonthsĪs the year got into full swing, my mood dramatically changed. I started posting on Instagram for the first time in over a year - I know, crazy, right? It felt great to be 'back'. After taking a 2-week trip to Seychelles, I felt like a burning passion had been ignited again and I felt like I had direction to my life. ![]() It was a difficult time but other commitments came first although I was agitated to get away. You'll notice that I don't have any blog posts on travels in 2015 or early 2016 and that's because I didn't travel. So, I welcomed 2017 whilst still feeling completely alive after indulging in my first proper trip for years. So, let's take a look at the key moments of this year for me.Ģ017 Started shortly after my trip to Seychelles. ![]() The one thing I can say is that I achieved a lot of my goals for this year and feel like I'm generally moving in the direction I want to be with my life. So, I've had my blog for a year and I feel like that's a milestone in itself.Ģ017 has been a turbulent year but I feel like I say that every year. I decided to stop with 2012 even though I really could keep going, haha. I got so excited writing about my travels that I decided to write about my most recent years of travelling. I know - I backdate some of my posts all the way back to 2012 but I actually only started my blog in November 2016 to document my trip to Seychelles. The end of 2017 marks the end of my first year having this blog. When I was a kid, a year used to feel like forever. ![]() In fact, sometimes I accidentally write '2016' when writing the date. ![]() I can't believe it! Where has 2017 gone? It felt like only yesterday that I was waving goodbye to 2016.
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