Monday, June 17, 2013

Chocolate Coated Marshmallows cure depression.. Maybe....

Ok, so it’s been a while since I blogged.. Time to get back into it so I can try and get myself out of this funky fog that I seem to be in right now.
 
I’ve been seeing a psychologist who said that if blogging works for me I should continue it.  So, I should be getting into the habit of doing this at least once a week.. Like my meditation that I am supposed to be doing more often.  Yep, I’m gunna do that I promise.. I am going to get my mind space in the right environment.
 
Lately I have been crying every time I sit on the toilet or have a shower.. There is no one there to judge me except the cat/s.. Sometimes they just stare at me other times they give me some drive by love and a gentle meow like they know that I am upset.
 
Why am I upset?
Maybe it’s this illness that I and millions.. MILLIONS, tens of millions of others have.. It’s not like I am on my own in this fucking boat..  Sometimes it feels like it though, you might know exactly what that feels like.. I am not the ONLY idiot in the village with this STUPID illness... I am not the only clown that kicks their toe on the coffee table...
 
Maybe it’s because I don’t have my own space.. I’ve gone from living alone to living with my partner and his 21yr old son.. Nothing is sacred, I don’t really have my own space except our bedroom, I can’t walk around in my undies and bra (or less) and I can’t have chocolate or liquorice in the house without it being eaten.
 
Maybe it’s because I left a very successful career to be with my fabulous partner?.. I left the hustle and bustle of the City on a very generous wage to be with him in a small country town and loose a substantial amount of credibility and wages but that was MY CHOICE, I don’t regret it, not for one moment. 
 
Do I miss my friends or do I miss my work?
 
Sure I miss the work I used to do, it was fulfilling and I felt like I was giving back to the Community and I felt like I was using my brain and challenging myself.  My new job doesn't challenge me, whilst I am so very very lucky to have a good job in a small country town within 6 minutes drive from home, I do feel like I need something else that will challenge me, so I'm going to do some volunteer work.. Plus maybe I'll make some new friends.
 
I do miss my friends, I haven’t felt the need to create a few friendship circle down here, because I love the friends I have and to be honest I didn’t really spend a lot of time with them on weekends anyway because we worked together in the city.  The friendships I have developed since moving to the country are beautiful, there are some awesome people that surround my partner and I am blessed to have them, but I do think that my psychologist is right, and I should be listening to my partner when he's been saying since I moved down here that I need to make my own friends, I just didn't see the need.
 
So, maybe it’s because I don’t have my own friends?  The Council have a list of organisations that want volunteers, so I’ve printed that out and I am going to put it on a pin board and make a decision from there with some kind of volunteer work that will allow me to use my brain and to start to feel like I am giving back to the Community.
 
Meanwhile, my partner knows that I am upset and out of sorts, so what does he do today at lunchtime?  He brings me chocolate coated marshmallows... Because he’s like that, because he’s gorgeous and I am the luckiest girl to have his love and understanding.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

2013 a new year!

Well, I've been a bit slack havent I?

Welcome to 2013...

It seems that the Myans were wrong and the world didn't end on the 21st December..  Good thing I didn't go out and buy a heap of baked beans to prepare for the end of the world, otherwise that is all we would be eating..  Then I would have to buy a Hazmat suit to escape the after effects of beans on Bloke and Bloke Jr - god help me!

2012 bought lots of experiences for me..  Lots of love, lots of laughter and a few tears both happy and sad. 

I only had on relapse which is a bonus, but that was bought on sadly by the miscarriage of our first child..  I then had a further miscarriage and after long discussions we have made the decision to give up on baby making for various reasons.  Mostly because if I cannot guarantee that I can be a mother in the true sense of the word then I don't want to be a Mum.  If I cannot guarantee that I cannot pick up my child or at least have a conversation with it then there is no point.  Additionally, if I relapse badly after childbirth (on advice from my neuro this is highly possible) I could become disabled and I don't want Bloke to have to look after a child as well as a disabled wife, that is not the life I want for him.   So, essentially, we choose quality of life sans children.

Last year also bought us the privlidge of a new home..  Which meant moving yet again, but we think this new home is our "forever home".  We like it here (apart from the 4 yappying dogs next door), its peaceful and I am going to start a new veggie patch as soon as it's cool enough to be able to get out in the garden (it's currently 45 degrees here - sweltering!).

We took a mystery trip to The Grampians and the Great Ocean Road, both places I have never been before and I will admit I was more impressed with The Grampians than the Great Ocean Road.. It's beautiful, don't get me wrong.. But VERY busy and commercialised.

I am sure that 2013 has a lot install for us..  Some more than others..