As I write this, I am in the later stages of dealing with a cold/virus. The blinds are drawn on every window in my apartment and I am onto my third day of binge-watching Elementary (how good). My face hurts…
Mental Health
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It’s been fifty-leven days, umpteen hours now. I work from home. I do Click ‘n’ Collect. I complete mat Pilates sessions on my living room floor. Some days I never leave the apartment. What about you? I spend hours thinking…
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Bear with me while I am overly self-indulgent for a minute. Or a couple of minutes. I haven’t written a blog post in over two months. I’ve completely stalled on progressing my novel. I’m overeating. I find myself indulging in…
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H As someone who often thinks about their mental health (and who also adores both Osher Gunsberg and Rosie Waterland) I found a recent podcast of them together, comforting. Heroic Self Care with Rosie Waterland is a conversation about all…
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I have been battling internally this past week. It has probably been one of the more challenging weeks I have had for some time, in terms of my mental health. I am working through it, but it’s a slow process…
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Recently I woke up with a feeling of despair and hopelessness engulfing my entire body. Perhaps my realistic dreams had taken a hold of me or my body was warning me of something untoward. Whatever it was, when my alarm…
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I’m addicted to social media and I know it. *clap clap* Those of you who don’t use social media may not care so much about this topic. My dad might read this and wonder what’s happened to my generation and…
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I went stand-up paddle boarding for the first time today. IKR. The activity that people have been doing since the 1940s; the one that people do with their dogs onboard; the one that apparently even the most balanced-challenged have been…
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I read an article a couple of days ago about a high-profile Sydney GP who said millennials need to “buck up and get on with it”, referring to the nationwide anxiety epidemic amongst youth in Australia. Ironically enough, that gave…
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Ah, here I am again. Anxious as all hell about returning to work and training, approximately six kilos heavier (legit), and with a weird rash under my left arm that mysteriously appeared whilst in Vietnam. I’m contemplating the theory that…