Health Headlines

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“Shock story!”  “Disease risk!”  “…as rates reach record high!”

Illness is categorised and then sensationalised.  It is torn apart from it’s counter-part, health, and presented as an entrancing gruesome tit-bit for you to enjoy with your coffee.

It is telling that only one out of twelve headline articles on the CNN website is even in the vein of  ‘Slow down and live long with the ancient practice of qigong’.

Basically, the media makes health and illness into something completely alien from what it is – to sell papers – by making it exciting, whereas actually we all really just need to listen to ourselves and what we need to be well.

Trust yourself, listen to yourself.  Stay well.

Speaking The Truth

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My mind was a mess as a young adult; I didn’t know who I was or what my beliefs were.  People pleasing was my life skill, it was how I’d made it to adulthood.  But now, in this real world I found myself in, there was a new challenge to face: being me.  But what was me?

Well, I had a breakdown, and tried to look at it from every angle.  I looked at reality and tried to make that absolute too.  It worries me a little to this day.

But what I realised, in increments, is that it’s okay to be a little unsure.  Everything you’re experiencing is ok.  So long as you’re honest, at least with yourself, about it.

Honesty is the only way to de-tangle a brain.  Go on, give it a go.

Get Up, Dress Up, Show Up

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The last few weeks have been horrendous.  Appalling.  Someone close to me got an upswing in their BiPolar, leaving me feeling alone.  My friend died – unexplainably painful and earth shaking, and then I realised my ex boyfriend was still a psychopath (literally), so I gave him the boot.  It has been an intense few weeks.

I got through though, and to do so I used these words: ‘Get up, dress up, show up.’

That was all I had, and it was all I could do.  So I did it, and got through.

Thanks again blog and bloggers, for still being here when my head returned to positive.  Big love to everyone out there.

xxx

Learning From Your Mistakes Is Great

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I suffer with perfectionism… big time.  I am trying to write a book at present, and I keep stalling.  I fear it will never get done, I fear it won’t be good enough.  The thing is, if I don’t start, the first will be true, and I’ll never learn how to bring a book from idea to conception.

The fact is, starting is learning. Making mistakes is learning.  I have the feeling I will have to keep telling myself that, but I’m sort of excited now I know I’m allowed to make mistakes.