I was hoping to be accompanied by a festive 1940's read however i'm still plodding on with Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine,plodding may be abit harsh as it's a wonderful open honest book but like with many books that have linger around,that never seem to quite fit within the moment,i'm in need of a fresh read.
Life sometimes takes it's presence before a book, however in this case,it's my mental health that's stopped me from reading,it doesn't often happens but when it does,it takes ME away..away from myself...my personality...my sense of who I am.It takes away something so precious to me,something that I have to really work hard to gain back.I'm not throwing myself into the pages that I often did but it's start.A start of feeling again.I'm defrosting from my depression and my ability to go through great strides to fall into the well of darkness along with the hair pulling of BDD and the choking of CPTSD,but like most things I arise...battered,exhausted and bruised from within but I arise.
I gentle reminder...
It may be the festive season but we still have to battle on.Don't put pressure on yourself to be 'ok'..happy..joyful etc .It's absolutely fine to feel anything but these things.Mentalhealth doesn't take an holiday.
Always be kind.. even to yourself,it may not come easy to you but kindess comes in many forms and i'm learning to soothe myself,to talk through my thoughts.A cuppa tea goes far for me,it's just a thought,a little thought that will always connect me to peace and my nan.A little thought to a reminder,that only fools rush into things.I will pick up my book and enjoy it once more.
Beginning to use my beautiful Pearlescent(Arcopal Opale) vintage tea set,that my mum's partner kindly gave to me.It's an orginal french 1960's set which is my favourite period.I can't wait to truly show them off once I get a lovely stand for them.