I know that it has been a while since my last post, I haven't really felt motivated or inspired to write. Or anything. Which sucks, because I love to write.
Quick update, my work is stressful but good. My life is a mess, but I have almost paid back all my debt, so that does feel good. My feet are getting worse, but so is my mental health, so I guess they even themselves out. Ha!
I miss living independently, so I am moving out, even if only a whole 15 mins away from Mum. What a distance right!
I am seeing my little brother and my Far, who I love so much, but I am worried that I will have an attack, he my little brother will see. I don't want them to see that. Although whilst I was living here in Danmark, I was even worse. So, I guess they've seen me at my worse. Maybe not my worst, but damn close.
I have started writing again, feeling the inspiration, I have started a new story. A story about anxiety, depression and figuring out my sexuality. It is a story about what could've been. It is a self-study, about me.
Me, away from all this pain, hurt and scariness. Someone I could've been if I had turned down another path. But I am nervous, and I don't want to jinx it.
Fingers crossed. I sure know that I will be.
I am in Danmark, and I really have missed it here. I had breakfast and wrote in a cafe in København, and I felt at home. Like this is where I belonged. and one day, hopefully, I could try again. Something to work towards.
I can not let my mental health stand in my way no longer. Here I come future!
You better be ready for me!
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