Being alone with just my thoughts is not the best to be when you’re already feeling low. My thoughts aren’t good ones and just make me feel ten times worse than I already do.
I try to remember what my life was like before my depression and anxiety started and its all beginning to fade into the distance. I look back at my photos and see this guy I don’t even recognise anymore. If only we could turn back and start again.
Couldn’t even make the first Head4Health session this morning because I was so anxious. How is it I can push myself enough to get to a football stadium with over 30,000 people now but I can’t even get to a course with only a handful of people in a room? Is it the thought of having to talk openly about my problems to complete strangers or something else? I wish I had the answers.
I’m not sure how many more of these blogs I’m going to do. I thought doing these would’ve helped me in some way but as yet I’ve not really felt any difference in doing them. Maybe change it up and only write about the positive thoughts I have on the day, no matter how small they are. We shall see!

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