This may be news to some of you, but I am an absolute sucker for cartoons; whether they’re made for children or adults. I’m a 26 year old, I swear 😉 but Adventure Time always holds a special place in my quirky little heart. It kept me company for a long time when I was at my most unwell. It cheered me up on my lower days. It made my imagination even more vivid + wild. And for that, I’m incredibly thankful. So here’s my current (and very colourful) collection of AT graphic novels/comics
Is there a particular TV show or film that is extra special to you? If so, what it is and why? ☺️ I’d love to hear from you guys!!
So you might recall one of my last posts: when I actually did something spontaneous. Shock horror, it happened again! This time me and le boyfriend headed off to Petersfield to mooch. We were greeted by an apparent summer festival going on which was a nice bonus! Lots of market stalls, music, a vintage car show. It was VERY busy and VERY warm but I didn’t feel anxious or overwhelmed; I soldiered on and didn’t get grumpy in the heat either.
After that, we decided to head to the coast as it would (hopefully) be cooler 🤞🏻 luckily, once we’d gotten through the traffic, Hayling Island actually had some sort of breeze. HALLELUJAH. We ate ice-cream on the beach. We people watched. We then stared in awe as an eery sea mist/fog started rolling in and we were pretty much certain it was the end of the world. I even heard someone say ‘I bet it’s because of Donald Trump’ 😂
This is becoming a habit now, people! And whilst I still love making plans etc, winging it is pretty cool too 😎
Watch out; there’s a positive progress post about to drop. Brace yourselves.
Yes. I did a thing. A thing that I have barely managed for YEARS.
I WENT OUT TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW 🤯😱🥳
I know. I’m just as shocked as you are right now. Mouth agape and everything. To most people this is just what a social life is, something normal that they don’t even register as a big deal. But for this little spoonie? This little spoonie who’s been ill for nearly NINE years? It’s hugeeeeeeee. I also haven’t crumbled into a heap with payback either *touches wood incessantly* 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻 AND when you add into the mix that I’ve struggled with social anxiety since I was a teenager, it’s even more awesome. Both nights were fairly big group things; meals, pub, that sort of vibe. I didn’t freak out. I wasn’t nervous. I rarely felt self-conscious or worried that I wasn’t talking enough. I just let myself be me + enjoy it.
I hope you’ve done something lately that made you proud too!
A very positive post today so three cheers for that news! So, Thursday is the day I usually see my amazing boyfriend (I know you’re probably reading this so don’t get too much of a big head) 😉 we had no idea what to do last week, or even a time when we’d be free. Fast forward to midday and we’re sat in his car, still deciding what to do. So we just went for a drive and put our thinking caps on. And where did we end up? The beautiful coast 💙
Our first stop was somewhere for food as I was absolutely starving, bordering on ‘hangry’…not something anyone wants to witness or get on the wrong side of. I googled gluten free for where we were and ta-dah! A new cafe was discovered; and it turned out to be lovely. Earl grey tea with lavender was my drink of choice, even though I’m an avid coffee drinker. A gluten free toastie was on the menu as well. Nomnomnom delicious sustenance.
After we’d filled up on savoury food, I was led to an ice-cream place on the beachfront, guided by le boyfriend. And oh my gollygosh I was not disappointed. I was craving proper ice-cream man ice-cream; classic Mr. Whippy. But this place? This place had FLAVOURED Mr. Whippy options!! Strawberry, mint, chocolate, caramel, banana. And best of all? You could swirl flavours together. I opted for traditional vanilla and, probably my all-time favourite ice-cream flavour: mint. It was all swirly and beautiful and I stupidly forgot to take a photo for proof as I was too preoccupied with stuffing my face.
We ate our sweet treats whilst overlooking the beach and enjoying the glorious sunshine. Oh and dogspotting too because dogs are pure happiness and love. We rummaged around the stony beach to find some shells which were pretty abundant. And two hollowed out (nicer way of sayimg they’d been devoured and digested) crab shells which I found strangely fascinating.
On the drive home, I connected up my Spotify to blast some mostly old school tunes from our school days; cue us shouting along to Mr. Brightside with the windows wide open.
If that’s not an awesome and slightly spontaneous early summer day, I don’t know what is ☀️❤️
Here comes a positive post, people. Positive post warning.
So I’ve been having high intensity CBT for over a year, which I genuinely can’t remember if I’ve mentioned before. Gulp. Anyway! You now know. It was mainly targeting my various anxieties and depression, but we also discussed phobias and stress etc. I’ve had regular CBT before but was sadly unable to get the most out of it due to my health being much worse. And I actually think that the regular type wasn’t really going to work for me anyway. As an added bonus, the high intensity CBT is ongoing for as long as you need, without needing to be referred by your GP again and again. Three cheers for avoiding that annoyance.
My counsellor was absolutely legendary. I know it’s his job but I could tell that he genuinely cared about the people he sees. I had no trouble opening up and being honest either. It was all very relaxed whilst still providing all the help I required.
Here comes the positive news…
After reducing the regularity of my appointments, I was officially discharged as of the 3rd of April!! 🙂 It’s been stressed as well that I can start up my sessions again at any time in the future if the situation arises, which is a great reassurance for my little brain.
I’m unbelievably grateful that I had access to such a life-changing form of therapy. And I’m beyond grateful that it actually worked for me. I’m honestly in the best place I’ve been for years. So I’d like to say a huge thank you to the wonderful NHS. And, in a strange way, a thank you to myself for embracing and fully committing to the whole process. I’ve got my proud face on and I’m wearing it joyously.
So, this is quite an exciting post! Last weekend, I attended a wedding; the ceremony, the sit-down meal, the reception. I managed ALL OF IT. And not only that, the journey to the venue as well (around an hour)…and I still coped with that too. Back at my most ill, that would genuinely have been inconceivable. Or not even my most ill either actually. It was amazing to be able to be involved without having to go home midway through. I squeezed in a couple of decent rest breaks, just to keep myself at some sort of functional level. But I 100% did it. Any payback was worth it.
Oh and an additional achievement: I was able to watch a proper firework display without holding my ears or flinching constantly!