A week of sunshine, pretty flowers & a little life chat.
A week of sunshine & pretty flowers.
I know that we all say this every year, but it's incredible what difference a little sunshine can make to your mood, right? Apart from a little (lol, who am I kidding, it was big) breakdown I had on Wednesday afternoon, I felt so much better last week and I know that it's more than likely down to the better weather making me feel that little bit happier.
I walked half of the way into work instead of getting on the tube, sat on the fountain reading my book at lunchtime instead of being cooped up at my desk, and spent the evenings having coffee outside with friends, and it was pretty bloomin' lovely.
I mentioned this on Twitter this week, but I wanted to share this here, too. Something happened a few weeks ago, the details of which I won't go into, but at the time, it felt like the worst possible thing and that my whole world had collapsed. Thankfully, things have started to get slowly better since, but this seems to have actually been something that I needed as it made me realise exactly where a lot of my anxiety triggers were coming from. That, and the fact that a close friend pointed out a few truths while I was mid panic and not being able to get any words out myself through the tears.
With every day, this starts to get easier and easier. It may have only been a month or so, and yes I still have moments where I can feel myself slipping back to where I was, but I’m actually feeling so much better and pretty proud of the difference in myself in such a short space of time, too.
I have some truly fabulous friends who have done wonders for me, probably without them even realising and I know I've already mentioned this recently, but sometimes you make friendships that are an absolute gem of happiness and support in your life and they're the people that I'm going to do my very best to hold onto.
Sometimes, I think being 'sensitive' is very much misunderstood. I mean, yes, I will cry at everything, but it's so much more than that and there's so much more to it. If someone close to me is hurting, I can almost feel the hurt too and it knocks me for six and makes me feel like I want to just give them everything to make everything better for them. Which obviously, I can't and makes me feel so helpless. Which then in turn, sometimes isn't always great for my own mental health, either.
And so, recently I've learned that sometimes we all really do just need a little space. Even if it means having space from those people who are the most important to you, it can really help you to see what's really needed - for yourself and for the ones that you love.