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Life updates and stuff!

So, it’s that time of year again where I sit, or lay, and reflect upon the last year of my life. Thing I’ve done wrong and learned lessons from, things that went incredibly right through nothing but luck (😂) and things that I wish had never happened.

So what am I thinking of? What sticks out? Read on and find out.

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Questioning Beliefs. Is there a God?

It’s not until the hands of death reach for a loved one that we start questioning any of our beliefs… At least that’s what I’ve found about myself.

This blog won’t be for everyone and please know that NONE of what I say is meant to cause offence. I need to get shit off my chest and I feel this is the only way I can do it.

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Not Disabled Enough…?

I haven’t actually written about my disabilities and how they impact my day to day life for a while.  This isn’t because they haven’t been affecting me, but simply because when I’ve passed comments I’ve found that certain areas of the disabled community (and society…. I’ll get there) seem to think it’s a competition of some sort and that some people just aren’t “disabled enough”;  for what exactly I’m not 100% sure.

What I am sure about is that just because I don’t “look disabled” doesn’t mean my disability can be written off or ignored & invalidated and when I say the words “I am disabled”, I shouldn’t have to prove it to anyone.

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Don’t Say These Things

Ah… it’s a chronic illness blog – I’m gonna class this in my Fibro Updates tag, however this whole blog applies to every single chronic illness out there (I see you spoonies. I see you.)

Read on…. it may be a long one… I like to be thorough.

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A year in review

Well this weekend marks a year since we found out about your lies and mum told you where to go.

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This year hasn’t be easy and I’m pretty sure we’re being punished for shit from a past life…. However there have been a lot more laughs, more heart felt conversations and I’m closer to my mum than before.

It’s not until someone is gone from your life that you realise how much they actually controlled every situation for their own ends, no matter what they were. 

I may have lost my dad, the “man” who stepped up to look after a child that wasn’t his… But in the process I found myself. 

Yes I do miss my dad, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t.  There are times I’ll see something funny and think “oh dad would….” And I have to stop myself from saving it or forwarding the link on to you.

I know there is no chance in hell you’ll see this.  You were never interested in reading my blog or knowing what was going on with me; for the longest time I didn’t realise that and when I did, it hurt. It physically hurt me because up until the last few months before you left, I made the effort to listen to you and make sure you were okay.  Obviously you were a better liar than we give you credit for.

It’s strange how we measure years…. Most people its jan-dec but when something traumatic happens it can skew your perception of time without you even knowing.  Our new year didn’t start on Jan 1st and it won’t start until the divorce proceedings are over and we’ve moved.  Once the house is actually sold and we’ve moved out and the divorce is finalised we never have to think of you again. 

I’ll tell you a secret…. And I know you wouldn’t care.  The last time you came round, to help with the boiler you fucked up, it was me who had to call you because you wouldn’t answer the phone to mum and you didn’t even look at me.  You didn’t ask after me. You were cold and calculated and you weren’t my dad. 

I cried for an hour and didn’t sleep that night because of how shitty I felt.  Because of how your actions made me feel.

I think mum and I deserve happiness in our lives – we deserve some good luck and good Karma.  If anyone deserves the shit it’s you and your whore.  You’re the ones who only thought of yourselves.

That being said, I hope the coming months and years give you everything you deserve. May your wedding be….  Interesting. Thats if you do get married. It wouldn’t surprise me if one or both of you decided to move onto the next poor sap. 

Have fun. Live your life and may it ever be full of what you deserve. 

how PokemonGo is helping me battle depression.

OK so imma add in a little background info about just why im so excited about PokemonGo.

If you’re new to my blog – I have depression, borderline personality, bipolar and depression.


when pokemon first came out, we didn’t have the money for the handheld or the games.  they were just far too expensive, so while everyone was playing the card game or the Gameboy, I had a sega mega drive (which I absolutely loved, it was my first gaming console).

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TMI – FMS things no-one talks about

I’ve actually been wanting to do this blog for a while and I’ve never really been able to put into words what it’s like.

After today I think I have the descriptions down. And yes….. this will get VERY VERY TMI.

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Week away + eventful day

Sooooo i spent the last few days with my lovely lady Vicky, we had a really relaxed time. Lots of laughs and gaming with Minecraft pocket edition. Movies. YouTube. Snuggles. Perfect. We even peopled on Tuesday so i rewarded us with McDonald’s.

I got home on Friday; the journey, although seated, was hot and sticky and Euch. 

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