I’ve just finished reading the introductions and first chapter of Rising Strong, and listening to the corresponding episode of the podcast Big Strong Yes. It’s really an introduction to the whole concept of what Brené Brown calls ‘rising strong’. What she’s talking about is how you get up again after a fall. Even a really … Continue reading Aboard the Ship Self-Help 2: But won’t being vulnerable make me really vulnerable…?
Greetings, dear reader. Why yes, now that you mention it I am feeling rather chipper and I’m making the most of it. I’ve just finished listening to an excessively hilarious podcast, I’m about to start listening to the commentary on the Doctor Who story Enemy of the World (ermagaahhhd so good), and I’ve been chatting … Continue reading Welcome to my Voyage on the Good Ship Self-Help
“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.” – Doctor Who I often shy away from positivity, not because I prefer being … Continue reading Adding to the Pile of Good Things
It’s been a bad week. On Tuesday I had to bring up issues with two of my carers, something which inevitably produces fun anxiety symptoms like tummy problems, pins and needles in my hands, constant rocking in an attempt to self-soothe, and an inability to rest. It’s so frustrating. These are not big issues, yet … Continue reading I Hate Having Carers: A Rant
DO you read self-help books? HAVE you been in therapy? ARE you on social media? IN FACT are you a person who is alive in the world (well, the rich white western world, anyway)? If so then you, like me, probably know all too well that you CANNOT have a good relationship or, like, life, … Continue reading What are These Boundary Things and How do I get One?
…and how reading them saves my life every single day. If this sounds like hyperbole, it’s not, or only slightly. At the moment I pretty much live on the Coping Precipice and story is one of the things that stops me from tumbling right over. I want to take a moment to define what I … Continue reading Five Times Telling Stories Saved My Life
In which optimism turns out to be really hard work but doesn’t have an off switch. I think that like many things from gender to the bitterness of chocolate, optimism and pessimism are places on a scale. If there were a Kinsey scale for optimism/pessimism I would be at the TOTALLY GAY end of it. … Continue reading Trying To Get Off The Optimism Train
In which I talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. No, wait, spoons. Just spoons. A spoon is a simple thing: a small bowl on the end of a handle. But in the last few years the word has come to mean much more than that. It … Continue reading Speaking of Spoons
In which I ramble about the last three months (nearly). It doesn’t seem like such a long time not to be posting, but it’s been strangely hard to get back into writing here. So in this post I’m not talking about any topic in particular, but just making a summary of what’s been going on … Continue reading I’m Back – And I’m Tired!
Self-care! Which of us hasn’t been infuriated on stumbling across yet another article advocating bubble baths and walks in nature? Self-care is a big old trend at the moment and that is an excellent thing. It isn’t enough, of course. We also need a societal structure that supports people to care for themselves properly. The … Continue reading Self-Care Is What We Need It To Be