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- Jul 31, 2018
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Wow. What am I doing here? How does this work? Is there a manual of some sort?
I'm still unwell. I still hate where I live. My future is still uncertain. I'm still one step away from spiralling backwards.
But I have been listening to my body and my mind, instead of turning to doctors who I now realise were gas-lighting me so they could label me and fit me into their own agenda, because that was easier than listening and accepting a complex situation with no easy answer. Since I've been out from under their influence, I've been trying to establish some new equilibrium. It's tough, and I keep slipping backwards. But like Insy-Winsy-Spider, I keep getting back up and starting to climb again.
I've been managing my digestive issues. I've been managing to balance my nocturia with the need to sleep and actually getting some quality sleep. That alone makes so much difference. If you haven't experienced chronic insomnia, you are so lucky. It saps your ability to do everything else and rises your anxiety to horrendous levels.
I've been getting out and walking in the woods with the Spring though I've stopped that now.
Today I actually got out into the yard/garden and did ALL the weeding!
First time I've gardened in over four years.
I now have lots of empty plant pots (well, just soil). I'm knackered. Now, if I get the chance, I can walk in the woods and collect various wild plant samples to bring back. That is my mission, if it's at all possible. I even found some water-tight containers in the yard, so I can grow bog plants too.
Tomorrow, I may venture into the back field to see if there is anything interesting growing that I can sample. There are bits of junk dumped there so I may see if I can find some stuff to break up for crocking material. I lost so many tools and materials when I was bullied out of my old home. LOL I have four yard brushes now and no spade. How did that happen?
This is not my home, not my wonderful garden that I had last year. But I feel compelled to make the best out of it as much as I can.
I'm still unwell. I still hate where I live. My future is still uncertain. I'm still one step away from spiralling backwards.
But I have been listening to my body and my mind, instead of turning to doctors who I now realise were gas-lighting me so they could label me and fit me into their own agenda, because that was easier than listening and accepting a complex situation with no easy answer. Since I've been out from under their influence, I've been trying to establish some new equilibrium. It's tough, and I keep slipping backwards. But like Insy-Winsy-Spider, I keep getting back up and starting to climb again.
I've been managing my digestive issues. I've been managing to balance my nocturia with the need to sleep and actually getting some quality sleep. That alone makes so much difference. If you haven't experienced chronic insomnia, you are so lucky. It saps your ability to do everything else and rises your anxiety to horrendous levels.
I've been getting out and walking in the woods with the Spring though I've stopped that now.
Today I actually got out into the yard/garden and did ALL the weeding!
First time I've gardened in over four years.
I now have lots of empty plant pots (well, just soil). I'm knackered. Now, if I get the chance, I can walk in the woods and collect various wild plant samples to bring back. That is my mission, if it's at all possible. I even found some water-tight containers in the yard, so I can grow bog plants too.
Tomorrow, I may venture into the back field to see if there is anything interesting growing that I can sample. There are bits of junk dumped there so I may see if I can find some stuff to break up for crocking material. I lost so many tools and materials when I was bullied out of my old home. LOL I have four yard brushes now and no spade. How did that happen?
This is not my home, not my wonderful garden that I had last year. But I feel compelled to make the best out of it as much as I can.