Excerpt: But I am just an idealist. Wishing and hoping that one day people will see people and stop forcing a decision to take sides.
{insert phobia here}
Tag: complex
Depression … mental illness … suicide
Excerpt: In an enlightened (!) world these topics are still heavily debated and yet kept in the dark. It amazes me. If you are mentally ill or depressed or anxious or anything then you are stigmatised and pushed aside. Cynically, it has become a "go-to" fall back when we can't describe the feelings inside us.
Fork in the road
Excerpt: That fork in the road shouldn't be so daunting. This is about the majority of us. The ones who are finding that a midlife crisis is about your worth at work, your effort and whether or not you made the right choices 30 years ago.
Back to basics
Excerpt: Basic - the word itself means fundamental, simple, elementary. Life is so complex at the moment that it proves difficult to revert to the simple. I am at such a crossroads where I can't see forward because it looks too simple and therefore is more complex than a Rubik's cube.
Empty nest
Excerpt: It's fun at first.
Spring clean
Excerpt: How do I define myself without the facade of family, husband, partner, someone else? Am I capable of remaining true to myself? Can I sustain that level of independence?
It’s messy but it’s my life
Excerpt: More than that though, think twice before you throw that look of contempt at a mother/father desperately trying to hold onto her son/daughter as they sit in the hospital, or even in the back of a police van. That parent is doing the best they can in a set of circumstances they never received a manual for. They love their kids, just as you love yours. They don't understand their kids choices, but they still love them. Turn the situation on yourself before you call the parents bad. Life is messy. I just wish it didn't hurt so much.
Not so new kid on the block
Excerpt: I’ve been down this road many times before. I have handwritten diaries, soft copy diaries, blogs, and all sorts of fodder out there for all and sundry to read. Here I am again trying to make sense of a world that just doesn’t make sense to me on most days. I am not sure what the point of this blog is, if there is actually a point and if I actually care. I have much I want to throw out there … So many topics … I hope you will stick around.
Neuroses Undefined 