Self Care.

It’s been a while. I thought that I had this whole blog thing figured out before even publishing my first post. Turns out that it’s actually quite difficult to talk about your mental health in such an unfiltered way. I want to say thank you to everyone who has given me such positive feedback and love!

I don’t really know the direction I’m trying to go in with this post, just talking about what’s on my mind & hoping others that can relate could possibly benefit from it.

It really is a struggle having such passion to make a difference inside of you, yet absolutely no motivation. I often think of all the ‘missed opportunities’ I’ve had over the last few years. All the jobs I’ve ditched, college offers I didn’t accept, everything I could have done with my life instead of doing what can sometimes feel like absolutely nothing. I know that some of you will understand this, probably many of you. it’s so easy to feel that your mental health has set you back.

However, that’s not the case. I now realise I have been working on something of much, much greater value than a new job or finishing my a levels. I have been learning about myself, about my mental health. I have let myself feel utterly terrible and enjoyed every single day that I’ve felt happiness. I have grieved. I have overcome things that never in a million years I thought I would have to go through and I am still here. That is the biggest achievement to me. Everyone has their limits and everyone needs time to heal.

To anyone reading this who has felt or feels this way, you need time to grow, to find what you love, what your passions are. It’s called self care. Embrace your emotions, overcome the bad days because there are much, much brighter ones. 🌹

An Introduction.

I’m Mollie, a 20 year old girl from England who loves singing, art & tattoos. I wanted to do an introductory post to this blog, for those who are interested in reading.

This is very much going to be a personal post. I’m jumping right in at the deep end with my first post. It’s actually quite terrifying to be speaking so candidly about mental health. Whilst typing this, I feel vulnerable and unsure what the reaction to this is going to be. During my time on this blog, I’m going to be opening up, sharing my unfiltered emotions and life experiences. I’m not speaking about anything as a way to gain attention, as that’s not what I want. I’m doing this for me, to help myself and hopefully others are inspired to talk too. This is something I’ve always wanted to do & now I’m healing, I feel confident enough to do so.

My Story so Far.

I’m someone who personally, has (at times) felt like my life and everything that comes with it is controlled by my mental health.

In 2016 I lost a close friend of mine to suicide. It completely rocked my world and broke my heart more than I could explain. During these last few years, I learnt that grief from such a traumatic death is so complex and quite frankly, lonely. People don’t know what to say because of all the stigma. Once I begun to get my head around what has happened, I knew I wanted to speak up and help others. I knew with every part of me that I didn’t want this happening to anyone else. (That’s something that can be saved for another blog post though.)

I struggle to deal with the bad days, by the time they come creeping back, I’ve almost forgotten what they’re like. However, if it wasn’t for these bad days, I would be who I am today. I wouldn’t have met like minded people that I absolutely love and appreciate so, so much.

It’s okay to have bad days, it’s okay to cry, it’s okay to take the day off work because your body and mind needs it. Self care is important and it isn’t just for physical health. Hopefully, over time I will become more comfortable typing these posts and learn that it’s also okay to speak about my mental health unapologetically. Hopefully, you can do the same too.

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