Hello Dear Reader,
I've surfaced after a migraine that felt as if I was being strangled, my arm was being ripped off and someone as squeezing my left eye ball! On the plus side, I slept for seventeen hours solid. In that time I didn't eat, haven't eaten yet so that's great for weight loss.
I was thinking about one Dear Reader's response to their time living in Cornwall, which wasn't positive for them. I like that person have had episodes of depression, of difficult times and sorrow and loss. No one person's feelings, emotions or attitudes can ever be compared as they are unique to them.
The last time I was ill, I decided that it was truly going to be the last time. I rejected medication (sick and tired of the numbness) and decided to work on being happy. It's all a bit fluffy round the edges but I practise and work on mindfulness. I work on gratitude and appreciate what I have. I celebrate the love and happiness that I have and I get excited by: the seasonal flowers, food- I did a little dance when I saw Cornish strawberries in the local shops. I'm excited to be off to spend a few precious hours with a family member. I've celebrated being home with DB this week.
Before some one mentions it, I don't suggest anyone else lives the way I live or have any answers for anyone else. Today, inspite of feeling horrid for several hours, I'm bursting with happiness today and most days because I choose to be so. I suggest the person who sent me four accusative messages re-reads this paragraph, everything I've written is an I message and about me, especially when I've had bouts of depression and chose to have NHS mindfulness therapy instead. It continues to work for me.
I truly believe that where you live had nothing to do with happiness, I'm happy because I am.
Until tomorrow,
Love Froogs xxxx